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Updated: September 4, 2025
"Take a couple of candles apiece and follow me," Mrs. Gilligan said. "I had your grips all put in the upper hall. Now then, let's find out what kind of beds we have to sleep in if any!" So, with little creepy chills chasing themselves up and down their spines, the girls obeyed, keeping close together and looking fearfully into the dark shadows.
The bright light showed them glimpses of queer chairs standing about in odd corners and finally lighted up a broad stairway. "It's the hall," announced Mrs. Gilligan. "Now forward march, and we'll soon find out where the lights are." "There must be a push button somewhere," suggested Violet, and even in their present nervous state the other girls laughed at her. "A push button!" cried Laura.
"I s-suppose so," said poor Violet, more afraid of being left alone than of facing the ghost in company with the others. "If you're going I I've got to." So it was that Mrs. Gilligan was startled to find three ghostly, scared figures standing by her bed calling nervously to her to "please wake up." "For goodness' sake, what's the matter?" she said, rubbing her eyes and staring at them sleepily.
"I wonder if there are dishes in all of them?" "We haven't time to look now," said Mrs. Gilligan, stopping her as she was about to peep inside a closet. "We can do all that to-morrow when we have daylight. Ah, here's the kitchen," she added, as she stepped into a huge room the regular type of a very old kitchen that could be used as sitting-room as well.
The picture of Mrs. Maria Gilligan assaulting a ghost with a rolling pin was indeed a funny one. "Well," said Billie a little later, as she started to unpin her hat, "I don't know about you girls, but I'm going to be comfortable. We have a long ride before us." "I suppose we might as well take off our hats and stay awhile," agreed Laura, following suit.
"Yes," said Violet, adding with a sigh that seemed to come from her very toes: "I only hope the piano doesn't swallow her up before morning. I've come to expect almost anything!" The piano did not swallow Mrs. Gilligan up, and, as a matter of fact, the good woman did not stand guard until morning.
Billie meekly handed over the key, and Mrs. Gilligan marched majestically before them up to the front door. She bent down to examine the lock, then fitted the key into it. With a groaning and squeaking of rusty hinges, the heavy door swung inward, and the girls found themselves staring into a black well of hallway that seemed to have no windows anywhere.
In the morning the girls themselves felt somewhat inclined to laugh at the fright they had had, and yet they knew that what had happened had been no figment of their imaginations. The sound, though weird and eerie, had been real even Mrs. Gilligan would testify to that. "Well, I tell you what we ought to do," said Ferd, as he sat down to a huge plateful of breakfast.
"Here, there's just room for them in the corner of my grip. Mrs. Gilligan, have you got the trunk checks?" "I hope so," said the woman, opening her hand bag. The girls watched her breathlessly and sighed with relief when she drew out the checks. "All safe and sound," she said. "Now get on your hats and coats, girls. We're apt to have a wild scramble at the last if you aren't ready beforehand."
Gilligan, and we'll lock ours, and we'll all be as snug " "As bugs in a rug," finished Laura, putting an arm about Violet and pushing her into the other room. "Aren't you going to take your candles?" Mrs. Gilligan called after them. "I fancy you'll need them to undress by."
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