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We are most of us like Don Quixote , to whom a windmill was a giant , and Dulcinea a magnificent princess : all more or less the dupes of our own imagination , though we do not all go so far as to see ghosts , or to fancy ourselves pipkins and teapots . MR FLOSKY I can safely say I have seen too many ghosts myself to believe in their external existence . I have seen all kinds of ghosts : black spirits and white , red spirits and grey . Some in the shapes of venerable old men , who have met me in my rambles at noon ; some of beautiful young women , who have peeped through my curtains at midnight . THE HONOURABLE MR LISTLESS And have proved , I doubt not , ` palpable to feeling as to sight . ' MR FLOSKY By no means , sir . You reflect upon my purity .