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The sudden wail of a pack of coyotes wafted in to them, and the girls crouched close together. "Once there was a man " "It is your play, Mr. Barrows," said Miss Landbury. "Let's finish the game. I am ahead, you remember." "Wait till I finish my story," said Nevius, grinning wickedly. "It is too good to miss, about curdling blood, and clammy hands, and " "Mr.
"They make me nervous." "Wouldn't it be ghastly to wake up alone in a little wind-blown canvas tent in the dead of night, and find it shut off from the world by a white shadow, and hear a low voice whisper, 'Come, and feel yourself drawn slowly into the shadow by invisible clammy fingers " "Don't," cried Miss Landbury. "That's not nice," said Carol. "Don't scare the girls, Barrows.
Carol and Miss Landbury rushed to the protection of each other's arms, and before David had time to call, the door opened, the switch clicked once more, and Gooding, his hair sticking out in every possible direction, his bath robe flapping ungracefully about his knees, confronted them. "This is a shame," he began ingratiatingly. "I know it. But I've got to have some one to talk to.
David nudged her remindingly with his foot. "Since there are two of you to protect each other," he said, laughing, "suppose you go in to Carol's bed, and leave me my cot in peace." This Carol flatly refused to do. If Miss Landbury was willing to share the foot of David's cot, she was more than welcome.
"I tell you what," said Carol hopefully, "let's bring the mattress and the blankets from my bed and put them on the floor here beside David, and we can all sleep nicely right together." "Oh, that's lovely," cried Miss Landbury. "You are the dearest thing, Mrs. Duke."
"There may not be any such thing, and I do not believe there is, but if there should happen to be any, it must annoy them to be talked about." "You shouldn't say you don't believe in them," said Miss Tucker. "At least not on such a dark night. Some self-respecting ghost may resent it and try to get even with you." Miss Landbury swallowed convulsively, and put her arm around Carol's waist.
"Let's both go then," compromised Carol, and she and Miss Landbury, hand in hand, marched like Trojans to the switch in the other room, Carol clicked the button, and then came a wild and inglorious rush back to the mattress on the floor. "Good night, girls." "Good night, David." "Good night, Mr. Duke." "Good night, Miss Landbury." "Good night, Mrs. Duke."
"You ought to be ashamed of yourselves, both of you." "That's all right," defended Carol. "You are a preacher, and ghosts don't bother " "Don't say ghosts," chattered Miss Landbury. "Well, what is the plan of procedure?" inquired David patiently. "Are you going to turn my cot into a boarding-house? You girls stay here, and I will go in to Carol's bed. Give me my bath robe, honey, and "
"Yes, honestly." "I knew a woman in Chicago," said Miss Landbury, "and she said the night before her mother died she lay down on the cot to rest, and a white shadow came and hovered over the bed, and she saw in it, like a dream, all the details of her mother's death just as it happened the very next day. She swore it was true." "Don't talk any more about white shadows," said Carol.
She was taken care of, she should worry over Mr. Gooding! "I don't want to stay in there by myself," said Gooding again. "Isn't there room out here?" "Do you see any?" "Well, I'll move in the room with you," volunteered David. Miss Landbury sat up abruptly. "We won't stay here without you, David," said Carol.
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