I resumed, therefore, instantly, and was again interrupted. You pierce my ears, ' said Carmilla, almost angrily, and stopping her ears with her tiny fingers. 'Besides, how can you tell that your religion and mine are the same; your forms wound me, and I hate funerals. What a fuss! Why you must die-eveyone must die; and all are happier when they do. Come home.' 'My father has gone on with the clergyman to the church- yard. I thought you knew she was to be buried to day.' 'She? I don't trouble my head about peasants. I don't kw who she is, ' answered Carmilla, with a flash from her fine eyes. 'She is the poor girl who fancied she saw a ghost a fortnight ago, and has been dying ever since, till yesterday, when she expired .' 'Tell me thing about ghosts. I shan't sleep to-night if you do