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4  But presently the thing began
 * To shudder and to sneeze:

On which I said "Come, come, my man, That's a most inconsiderate plan—
 * Less noise there, if you please!"

"I've caught a cold," the thing replies,
 * "Out there upon the landing—"

I turned to look in some surprise, And there, before my very eyes,
 * A little ghost was standing!

He trembled when he caught my eye,
 * And got behind a chair:

"How came you here," I said, "and why? I never saw a thing so shy.
 * Come out! Don't shiver there!"