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We often wondered what the ghosts did come summer’s end. When we had the staff cover the furniture in white sheeting, the tables and chairs and end tables and lamps themselves become ghosts of a kind. For the summer house on Montauk was well and truly haunted, though not in a way that made any of us scared. It was haunted in a gentle way. Haunted like sea breezes.