A Haunted House: Virginia Woolf [5 of 7]

• The wind roars up the avenue. Trees stoop and bend this way and that. Moonbeams splash and spill wildly in the rain.
• But the beam of the lamp falls straight from the window. The candle burns stiff and still. Wandering through the house,
• opening the windows, whispering not to wake us, the ghostly couple seek their joy. "Here we slept," she says. And he adds,
• "Kisses without number." "Waking in the morning--" "Silver between the trees--" "Upstairs--" 'In the garden--" "When summer came--"
• 'In winter snowtime--" "The doors go shutting far in the distance, gently knocking like the pulse of a heart.
• Nearer they come, cease at the doorway. The wind falls, the rain slides silver down the glass.