“Did you speak these words aloud?”

“I did, Jane. If any listener had heard me, he would have thought me mad: I pronounced them with such frantic energy.”

“And it was last Monday night, somewhere near midnight?”

“Yes; but the time is of no consequence: what followed is the strange point. You will think me superstitious⁠—some superstition I have in my blood, and always had: nevertheless, this is true⁠—true at least it is that I heard what I now relate.

“As I exclaimed ‘Jane! Jane! Jane!’ a voice⁠—I cannot tell whence the voice came, but I know whose voice it was⁠—replied, ‘I am coming: wait for me;’ and a moment after, went whispering on the wind the words⁠—‘Where are you?’