What do you suppose that noise was?

Whatever it was it's no more strange than the other things happening around this cemetery.

Spirits like Old Farmer Caulder talked about?

Heh. Maybe.

The only spirits he saw tonight were those I smelled on his breath.

Well don't forget Mrs. Trent claims to have seen them too. She didn't have anything on her breath.

She was hysterical.

Well true, she was frightened, and in a state of shock. But, don't forget that torn nightgown and the scratched feet.

Yeah I hadn't thought of that. I guess that's why you're a detective lieutenant and I'm still a uniformed cop.

Sometimes it's only the breaks, Larry.