John Kendrick Bangs,
Ghosts I Have Met and Some Others
“ I sprang from my seat, a sudden inspiration flashing upon me, jumped back of the revolving fan, and turning the full force of the wind it created upon my vindictive visitant, blew him fairly and squarely into the bulging sail."There, blast your cockney eyes!" I cried; "take that."He tried to retort, but without avail. The wind that emanated from the fan fairly rammed his words back into his throat every time he opened his mouth to speak, and there he lay, flat against the canvas, fluttering like a leaf, powerless to escape."Hot air doesn't affect you much, you transparent jackass!" ”
