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"Speak," said Pitt tersely.
"You guys have been pretty quiet."
"Nothing to report," Pitt answered.
"You better close up shop. A heavy storm front is moving in. Chase would like to secure our electronic marvel before the wind strikes."
Pitt hated to give up, but it was senseless to continue. Time had run out. Even if they found the train in the next few hours, it was doubtful if the salvage crew could pinpoint and excavate the coach that carried Essex and the treaty before the President's address to Parliament.
"Okay," said Pitt. "Make ready to receive us. We're folding the act.
Giordino stood on the bridge and nodded at the dark clouds massing over the ship. "This project has had a curse on it from the beginning," he mumbled gloomily. "As if we don't have enough problems, now it's the weather."
"Somebody up there plain doesn't like us," said Chase, pointing to the sky.
"You blaming God, you heathen?" Giordino joked goodnaturedly.
"No," answered Chase looking solemn. "The ghost."
Pitt turned. "Ghost?"
"An unmentionable subject around here," said Chase. "Nobody likes to admit they've seen it."
"Speak for yourself." Giordino cracked a smile. "I've only heard the thing."
"Its light was brighter than hell when it swung up the old grade to the bridge the other night. The beam lit up half the east shoreline. I don't see how you missed it."
"Wait a minute," Pitt broke in. "are you talking about the phantom train?"
Giordino stared at him. "You know?"
"Doesn't everyone?" Pitt asked in mock seriousness."
"Tis said the specter of the doomed train is still trying to cross the DeauvilleHudson bridge to the other side."
"You don't believe that?" Chase asked cautiously.
"I believe there is something up on the old track bed that goes chug in the night. In fact, it damn near ran over me."
"When?"
"A couple of months ago when I came here to survey the site."
Giordino shook his head. "At least we won't go to the loony bin alone."
"How often has the ghost called on you?"
Giordino looked at Chase for support. "Two, no, three times."
"You say some nights you heard sounds but saw no lights?"
"The first two intrusions came with steam whistles and the roar of a locomotive," explained Chase. "The third time we got the full treatment. The clamor was accompanied by a blinding light."
"I saw the light too," Pitt said slowly. "What were your weather conditions?"
Chase thought a moment. "As I recall, it was clear and blacker than pitch when the light showed."
"That's right," added Giordino. "The noise came alone only on nights the moon was bright."
