The Thin End of the Wedge “I beg you,” said the Headless Man with some agitation, “not to dream of doing such a thing. Of course, if you think that I am unequal to the work——” he added rather stiffly. “My dear Sir,” I replied, “not at all. Not at all. What a notion! I am sure there is not a spectre on the list who could do it half so well, and what the Haunted Mill would be without you I don’t care to think.” “Then why wish to employ another ghost?” “I thought you would like a companion. It must be lonely for you here when I am away.”
The Thin End of the Wedge “I beg you,” said the Headless Man with some agitation, “not to dream of doing such a thing. Of course, if you think that I am unequal to the work——” he added rather stiffly. “My dear Sir,” I replied, “not at all. Not at all. What a notion! I am sure there is not a spectre on the list who could do it half so well, and what the Haunted Mill would be without you I don’t care to think.” “Then why wish to employ another ghost?” “I thought you would like a companion. It must be lonely for you here when I am away.”