The pedestrian smiled as he saw the group of dogs in the vestibule of the apartment house. One of the animals, a collie, was barking, the others seemed to be listening. And the spectator passed on, never dreaming of the little drama that was being enacted under his eyes. The collie, as it later developed, was telling his canine friends that he was going, very much against his will, to remove to the country. His owner, it seemed, had discovered a place in the rural district, and was taking his family there. "I'll make them hate the country," boasted the collie, and the other dogs laughed. (It is very humiliating to make a bombastic statement, and hear the dogs laugh in consequence.) Well, the family moved to the country, and found that they had taken a haunted house. The husband and his wife were not superstitious, their baby was too young to be, and the only person who worried at first was Mandy, their old darkey servant. Just the same it did not take them any time to believe in ghosts, and they soon moved to their city flat. "My dear, it was terrible," the wife confided to an interested friend, "There must be something in Spiritualism after all. One night Mandy aroused us with her screams for help. She said a ghost had pulled all the bedclothes off her, and another ghost had blown out the candle. My husband and I laughed at that, of course, but while the dear boy stood in the corridor, some horrible thing blew out his candle. Then when we got back to our room, we found that the baby was missing. After a search we discovered him hidden in our bed. He never could have got out of the crib alone. The next day I left him in his carriage and it ran away. When I overtook the carriage it was empty. Then Mandy came in with a steak she had bought in the village, and somehow it changed into a pair of her corsets. There were other terrible things happened, and we moved." As the hostess escorted her guest to the door, the latter glanced at a number of dogs in the lobby. The collie seemed to be addressing them. "What funny dogs," said the visitor, "they seem to be laughing." She did not know that the collie was saying: "Well, didn't I make good?" and explaining to the other animals how he had starred as a ghost.