You can put me firmly in the camp of not much caring for or about this book. I'm fairly sure it is because the material is dated and the author's prose is awkward. Much is said about nothing. I felt like James was so enamoured of his own pen scratching the paper that he just went on and on and on. At only 128 pages this felt interminably long.I do understand that we have been exposed to far more graphic horror and that this is from a time when this would have been terrifying but it wasn't the ghosts that were scary. The governess with all her hand wringing and kissing of devious children was by far the creepiest parts for me.