The House Surgeon (Paperback)

On an evening after Easter Day, I sat at a table in a homeward bound steamer's smoking-room, where half a dozen of us told ghost stories. As our party broke up a man, playing Patience in the next alcove, said to me: "I didn't quite catch the end of that last story about the Curse on the family's first-born." "It turned out to be drains," I explained. "As soon as new ones were put into the house the Curse was lifted, I believe. I never knew the people myself." "Ah I've had my drains up twice; I'm on gravel too." "You don't mean to say you've a ghost in your house? Why didn't you join our party?"