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“ Stop ! ” cried Virginia , and she stamped her foot . “ It is you who are rude and horrid . And you are the dishonest one ! You stole the paints from my box for that silly blood stain in the library . First you took all my reds , and I couldn’t paint any more sunsets . Then you took the emerald green and the yellow . In the end I only had dark blue and white . So I could only paint moonlight , and moonlight pictures are always sad . And it was so silly ! Who ever heard of emerald - green blood ? ” “ Well , really , ” said the ghost quite humbly , “ what could I do ? It is very difficult to get real blood these days . Your brother started it all with his Pinkerton’s . So why not use your paints ? And colour is always a matter of taste . The Cantervilles have blue blood , for example . Old noble families have blue blood , and ours is the bluest in England . But you Americans don’t care about such things . ” “ You know nothing about it . The best thing for you is to go to America and improve your mind . My father will be very happy to pay for your ticket . In New York you are sure to be a great success . Lots of people there would give a hundred thousand dollars to have a grandfather . They would give much more for a family ghost . ” “ I don’t think I should like America . ” “ I suppose that’s because we have no ruins and no old curiosities , ” said Virginia a little unkindly . “ No ruins ! No curiosities ! ” answered the ghost . “ You have your navy , and that is a ruin . And you have your manners , and they are real curiosities ! ” “ Good evening , ” said Virginia . “ I’m going to ask Papa to give the twins an extra week of holiday . ” VIII . The Garden of Death “ Please don’t go , Miss Virginia , ” cried the ghost . “ I am so lonely and so unhappy . I really don’t know what to do . I want to go to sleep , and I cannot . ” “ That’s quite silly ! You just go to bed and blow out the candle . It is sometimes very hard to stay awake , especially in church . But sleeping is easy . Even babies can do it , and they aren’t very clever . ” “ I have not slept for three hundred years , ” he said sadly . Virginia’s beautiful blue eyes opened wide . “ For three hundred years I have not slept , ” he said again , “ and I am so tired . ” Virginia became very serious , and her lips trembled . She came to him and knelt down at his side . She looked up into his old , dry face . “ Poor , poor ghost , ” she said softly . “ Have you no place where you can sleep ? ” “ Far away , beyond the pine woods , ” he answered in a low , dreamy voice , “ there is a little garden . The grass grows long and deep there . There are white flowers like stars , and the nightingale sings all night long . All night long he sings , and the cold moon looks down . And the yew tree spreads out its giant arms over the sleepers . ” Virginia’s eyes filled with tears , and she hid her face in her hands .
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