explain this,” Christopher replied.  “Julianna had purchased her train fare earlier the same day that she had her ghostly visitation.  And the following day, as I’ve already recounted, she missed that train, and thank heavens she did so!”

“What do you mean?”

“Thirty miles south of York a steam engine exploded and the train derailed.  Three passenger cars were demolished and about fifty people died.  If Julianna had boarded that train she would have perished for sure!  The ticket she bought the day previous had her seated in one of the demolished cars!”

“Enchanting tale,” Hal whispered broodingly as he sat back in his chair, his eyes scrutinizing the east side of the room.  “One question, however – is there...

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