Charles Dickens,
The Haunted House — The Mortals in the House
“ As I walked away among such leaves as had already fallen from the golden, brown, and russet trees; and as I looked around me on the wonders of creation, and thought of the steady, unchanging and harmonious laws by which they are sustained; the gentleman's spiritual intercourse seemed to me as poor a piece of journey-work as ever this world saw. In which heathen state of mind, I came within view of the house, and stopped to examine it attentively. ”
