THE SILVER LAKE storizs. 131

necessary to go up stairs in the even-
ing, to remain one moment alone in the
garden after dusk, or to go to bed be-
fore her sisters.

Even in these respects, she was re-
ally desirous to do whatever her friends
wished, but she could never find sufti-
cient resolution to do so, because she
had been told foolish stories of ghosts,
and giants, and fairies, and monsters
of various kinds. Consequently she
could not remain'a moment alone in
the dark, without expecting to see these
_ frightful creatures, one after the other,
and she was firmly persuaded that
these spirits appeared at night, each