“With her nose for news, there is no telling how far into the woods Miss Frayne’s investigation will take her.”
“Say we go down by the lane and meet her,” proposed Beth, “so that if she has run across the boys we can explain to her why we desire secrecy from Silvia.”
“You and Rob go,” I advised. “It would seem odd to Silvia if we didn’t ask her to go with us.”
So the newly engaged couple started down the road, but in their self-absorption they didn’t notice the turn to the lane, and they got half way to Windy Creek before they came back to earth and the hotel. Miss Frayne still had not shown up, and I began to have misgivings lest the Polydores had locked her up in the house, but finally just as we were having a happy 207 family gathering and discussing the new event under the shade of the one resort tree, she came excitedly up to us.
“Such an interesting morning as I have had!” she exclaimed enthusiastically. “I made some corking pictures of the place, and I’ve found out about not only that ghost, but all ghosts––the whole race of ghosts.”
I hurriedly interrupted her and made elaborate and jumbled apologies for not keeping our engagement, which evidently bored her and mystified Silvia.
“I am glad I went alone,” she finally replied. “Otherwise I might not have got such an interesting interview.”
Beth, Rob, and I made frantic and appealing gestures to her behind Silvia’s back, but she didn’t seem to notice them.
“Whom did you interview, the ghost?” asked Silvia.