Post by midlander on Dec 17, 2004 15:47:47 GMT 1
It was a Railway Waiting room. Situated out on a branch line deep in the Hertfordshire countryside. It was well before the age of the Beeching cuts, for this was 1935. Inside its gloomy interior two figures sat warming themselves by a small coal fire.
The elder of the pair - a stockily built gentleman in his mid fifties grunted and strocked his moustache. It was out of date even then as he persisted with the Edwardian `Walrus` style upon his upper lip.
"Gloomy place this! Heaven's If I was of Superstitious nature I could well believe it might be haunted!"
He addressed all this across to his younger companion while buttoning his hunting jacket.
The younger fresh faced man glanced up, his blue eyes gazed as if in deep thought, he replied wistfully.
"Ah! so you have no belief in the possibility of hauntings then?"
The elder man stiffened
"No sir! I should say not! All that Conan Doyle nonsense about Seances and.. Blast! what are they called? Spooks! is that it?"
"Spooks; yes! Or as they're better known as now Ghosts"
The other man answered.
"That's it! thats' it! Balderdash!! I call It; don't tell me you believe in that nonsense sir!?"
"I most certainly do!"
The blue eyes stared intently back as he promptly vanished right in front of his elder and now wiser and dumbstruck with shock companion!
The elder of the pair - a stockily built gentleman in his mid fifties grunted and strocked his moustache. It was out of date even then as he persisted with the Edwardian `Walrus` style upon his upper lip.
"Gloomy place this! Heaven's If I was of Superstitious nature I could well believe it might be haunted!"
He addressed all this across to his younger companion while buttoning his hunting jacket.
The younger fresh faced man glanced up, his blue eyes gazed as if in deep thought, he replied wistfully.
"Ah! so you have no belief in the possibility of hauntings then?"
The elder man stiffened
"No sir! I should say not! All that Conan Doyle nonsense about Seances and.. Blast! what are they called? Spooks! is that it?"
"Spooks; yes! Or as they're better known as now Ghosts"
The other man answered.
"That's it! thats' it! Balderdash!! I call It; don't tell me you believe in that nonsense sir!?"
"I most certainly do!"
The blue eyes stared intently back as he promptly vanished right in front of his elder and now wiser and dumbstruck with shock companion!