But Eve went on. “I don’t care if it’s a sentence or a syllogism, or what it is! It just rang in my ears. And I tell you this whole place is under the Powers of Darkness——”
“Do hush, Eve,” pleaded Milly. “I was just beginning to pull myself together, and now you’ve upset me again!”
“But Milly,——”
“Let up, Eve! For the love of Mike, let up! You’re enough to give anybody the creeps.” Landon glared at her.
“It’s only a question of light,” Tracy broke in, in his pleasant way. “Now, we’ve light enough for the moment, and to-morrow we’ll make this the house of a thousand candles and a hundred lamps, and a few lanterns if you like. Incidentally, Friend Hester makes first-rate doughnuts.”
“Aren’t they bully!” chimed in Vernie. “I’ve eaten six, and here goes for another.”
“Lucky they’re small,” said her uncle. “But seven doughnuts are enough to make you see the ghost of old Montgomery himself!”
“And all the Green Mountain boys,” added Tracy, who was determined to keep conversation away from fearsome subjects.
By the time they had finished the meal, every one felt more at ease, Landon had recovered his poise, and Milly her cheerfulness.
“Now, then,” the Professor asked, as they left the table, “shall we explore the house to-night——”