Candlelight shimmered on a narrow stair. Down the planks wobbled an old man, his bare legs protruding beneath his nightshirt. In one hand he clutched a lighted taper, in the other a pistol. His hair was tousled, his cheeks unshaved, and with blinking eyes he surveyed the chamber… he gasped and toppled backward. ""Saints alive,"" he said, ""'Tis the King's chapel ghost.""
A young adult Christian novel by Thomas J. Brodeur