When we were back at the hotel I managed to have a few words with Rob before we went upstairs.
“Bless the ghost!” he said cheerily. “When Beth first glimpsed it, she just turned and fell into my arms. She was really frightened for the first time. I shall feel under obligations to Ptolemy for a lifetime.”
“Thank goodness!” I ejaculated fervently, “that I am under no obligations to a Polydore. Ptolemy certainly did put up the most ghastly thing in the way of ghosts. The lights in the eyes of the skeleton were frightful.”
“Did you see the ghost?” asked Silvia sleepily, when I came in.
“Yes; same old ghost, only more of him,” I assured her.
She was asleep before I had uttered this reply.
“Silvia,” I said, “I have a more startling piece of news for you than that.”
She sat bolt upright.