looked he seemed to hear voices speaking a long way off. But he could see nobody, and walked on again till he beheld a light shining through the branches of the trees and noticed a flat stone on the edge of a lake. Here the road stopped; for it was the death road along which he had come, though he did not know it.
The lake was narrow, and on the other side were houses and people going in and out of them.
‘Come over and fetch me,’ he shouted, but nobody heard him, though he cried till he was hoarse.
‘It is very odd that nobody hears me,’ whispered the youth after he had shouted for some time longer; and at that minute a person standing at the door of one of the houses across the lake cried out:
‘Someone is shouting’; for they could hear him when he whispered, but not when he made a great noise.
‘It is somebody who has come from dreamland,’ continued the voice. ‘Let a canoe go and bring him over.’ So a canoe shot out from the shore, and the young man got into it and was paddled across, and as soon as he stepped out he saw his dead wife.
Joy rushed into his heart at the sight of her; her eyes were red as though she had been crying; and he held out his hands. As he did so the people in the house said to him:
‘You must have come from far; sit down, and we will give you food,’ and they spread food before him, at which he felt glad, for he was hungry.
‘Don’t eat that,’ whispered his wife, ‘if you do, you will never get back again’; and he listened to her and did not eat it.
Then his wife said again:
‘It is not good for you to stay here. Let us depart at once,’ and they hastened to the edge of the water and got into the canoe, which is called the Ghost’s Canoe, and is the only one on the lake. They were soon across and they landed at the flat stone where the young man had stood when he was shouting, and the name of that stone is the Ghost’s Rock. Down they went along the road that he had come, and on the second night they reached tbe youth’s house.