`` I was quite close to him when I stopped abruptly . Somehow I could n't move another step . He made no motion , but his eyes looked straight into mine . '' ` Do not let Dolly sail on the Aragon tomorrow , ' he said in slow , clear tones that I heard distinctly . `` And then he was gone -- yes , Jack , I know it is a very conventional way of ending up a ghost story , | but I have to tell you just what occurred , or at least what I thought occurred . One moment he was there and the next moment he was n't . He did not pass me or go out of the door . `` For a few moments I felt dazed . I was wide awake and in my right and proper senses so far as I could judge , and yet the whole thing seemed incredible . Scared ? No , I was n't conscious of being scared . I was simply bewildered . `` In my mental confusion one thought stood out sharply -- Dolly was in danger of some kind , and if the warning was really from a supernatural source , it must not be disregarded . I rushed to the station and , having first wired to my wife not to sail on the Aragon , I found that I could connect with the five-fifteen train for New York . I took it with the comfortable consciousness that my friends would certainly think I had gone out of my mind . `` I arrived in New York at eight o'clock the next morning and at once drove to the hotel where my wife , daughter and brother-in-law were staying . I found them greatly mystified by my telegram . I suppose my explanation was a very lame one . I know I felt decidedly like a fool . Gilbert laughed at me and said I had dreamed the whole thing .
Virginia was perplexed , but Dolly accepted the XXXXX unhesitatingly . ''
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