Though One Rose From the Dead

Though One Rose From the Dead is a short story by William Dean Howells. Howells was an American novelist, literary critic and playwright. Excerpt: "After a day or two their queer experiences began to resume themselves unabashed by my presence. These were mostly such as they had already more than hinted to me: the thought-transferences, and the unconscious hypnotic suggestions which they made to each other, There was more novelty in the last than the first. If I could trust them, and they did not seem to wish to exploit their mysteries for the effect on me, they were with each other because one or the other had willed it. She would say, if we were sitting together without him, "I think Rupert wants me; I'll be back in a moment," and he, if she were not by, for some time, would get up with, "Excuse me, I have got to go to Marion; she's calling me."