"A ghost?"
"A castle-spectre, a thing that appears. We call them ghosts in America."
"So we do here, when we see them."
"You do see them then? You ought to, in this romantic old house."
"It＇s not a romantic old house," said Ralph. "You＇ll be disappointed if you count on that. It＇s a dismally prosaic one; there＇s no romance here but what you may have brought with you."