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"
I
suppose
because
we
have
no
ruins
and
no
curiosities
,
"
said
Virginia
,
satirically
.
"
No
ruins
!
no
curiosities
!
"
answered
the
Ghost
;
"
you
have
your
navy
and
your
manners
.
"
"
Good
evening
;
I
will
go
and
ask
papa
to
get
the
twins
an
extra
week
's
holiday
.
"
"
Please
do
n't
go
,
Miss
Virginia
,
"
he
cried
;
"
I
am
so
lonely
and
so
unhappy
,
and
I
really
do
n't
know
what
to
do
.
I
want
to
go
to
sleep
and
I
can
not
.
"
"
That
's
quite
absurd
!
You
have
merely
to
go
to
bed
and
blow
out
the
candle
.
It
is
very
difficult
sometimes
to
keep
awake
,
especially
at
church
,
but
there
is
no
difficulty
at
all
about
sleeping
.
Why
,
even
babies
know
how
to
do
that
,
and
they
are
not
very
clever
.
"
"
I
have
not
slept
for
three
hundred
years
,
"
he
said
sadly
,
and
Virginia
's
beautiful
blue
eyes
opened
in
wonder
;
"
for
three
hundred
years
I
have
not
slept
,
and
I
am
so
tired
.
"
Virginia
grew
quite
grave
,
and
her
little
lips
trembled
like
rose-leaves
.
She
came
towards
him
,
and
kneeling
down
at
his
side
,
looked
up
into
his
old
withered
face
.
"
Poor
,
poor
Ghost
,
"
she
murmured
;
"
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
.
There
the
grass
grows
long
and
deep
,
there
are
the
great
white
stars
of
the
hemlock
flower
,
there
the
nightingale
sings
all
night
long
.
All
night
long
he
sings
,
and
the
cold
crystal
moon
looks
down
,
and
the
yew-tree
spreads
out
its
giant
arms
over
the
sleepers
.
"
Virginia
's
eyes
grew
dim
with
tears
,
and
she
hid
her
face
in
her
hands
.
