A Haunted House: Virginia Woolf [7 of 7]

• "Safe, safe, safe," the heart of the house beats proudly. "Long years--" he sighs. "Again you found me." "Here," she murmurs,
• "sleeping; in the garden reading; laughing, rolling apples in the loft. Here we left our treasure--"
• Stooping, their light lifts the lids upon my eyes. "Safe! safe! safe!" the pulse of the house beats wildly.
• Waking, I cry "Oh, is this your buried treasure? The light in the heart." The End.