CHAPTER XII
THE CURIOUS BEHAVIOR OF TED
True to their previous arrangement, Phyllis spent the night with Leslie at Rest Haven. They read together till a very late hour and then sat up even later, in the dark, watching from Leslie’s window to see if there were any further developments at Curlew’s Nest. But nothing unusual happened.
“Isn’t that exactly my luck!” complained Phyllis. “If I weren’t here, I suppose there’d be a half a dozen spooky visitors!”
“Oh, no!” laughed Leslie. “Probably nothing will happen again for some time. Remember how very few times it has happened, anyway. But it is provoking—just when we’re all ready for it!”
“Do you know,” exclaimed Phyllis suddenly, “this is the time when I’d just love to go through that place again! What do you say if we get out of this window and try it?”
“Oh, no, no!” cried Leslie. “You mustn’t think of such a thing! Can’t you see how awfully dangerous it would be? Just suppose some one should take it into their heads to visit the place again to-night—and find us in there. It would be a terrible position for us!”
“I wouldn’t be afraid of Eileen!” stoutly declared Phyllis. “I’d rather enjoy meeting her there. It would give her something to explain!”