But how true,
as Mr. Glennie said, that we should not be envious against the ungodly,
against the man that walketh after evil counsels. Suspicion fell on
Colonel Mohune; he was removed from his Governorship, and came back to
his home at Moonfleet. There he lived in seclusion, despised by both
parties in the State, until he died, about the time of the happy
Restoration of King Charles the Second. But even after his death he could
not get rest; for men said that he had hid somewhere that treasure given
him to permit the King's escape, and that not daring to reclaim it, had
let the secret die with him, and so must needs come out of his grave to
try to get at it again. Mr. Glennie would never say whether he believed
the tale or not, pointing out that apparitions both of good and evil
spirits are related in Holy Scripture, but that the churchyard was an
unlikely spot for Colonel Mohune to seek his treasure in; for had it been
buried there, he would have had a hundred chances to have it up in his
lifetime. However this may be, though I was brave as a lion by day, and
used indeed to frequent the churchyard, because there was the widest
view of the sea to be obtained from it, yet no reward would have taken me
thither at night. Nor was I myself without some witness to the tale, for
having to walk to Ringstave for Dr.
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