"Soon, now, I hope. Well, I mean in a month or so. I'd like to say the middle of May, and think perhaps I can. It will run all summer and doubtless longer."
"And you don't want me to tell of this?"
"Not quite yet, Carly. I'll let you know when you may."
And so, when, after Shelby had gone, and Julie and Thorpe came, Carly said nothing of the plans for the great Moving Picture.
Nor did she tell of the Ouija Board experiences she and Shelby had had. In fact, Carly said little, preferring to let her guests talk.
And they did.
"We're detecting," Julie began, and Thorpe, his eyes harassed and gloomy, had to smile at Julie's enthusiasm.
"Can I help?" Carly asked, with a loving glance at her friend.
"I hope so,—but not with your old Ouija Board. I hate it!"