Crawford turned on him, and it was easily seen that enmity existed between these two. “You, ’Lijah Stebbins, keep quiet,” he admonished, “there’s them that says you know too much about these doings, anyhow.”
“What do you mean by that?” Stebbins’ eyes glowed with anger.
“Nothing now, and maybe nothing at any time. But you’d better lie low. You might be unduly suspected of ha’nting your own house!”
To the surprise of all present, Stebbins turned a chalky white, and whimpered a little, as he said, “I don’t know what you mean,—I ain’t done anything.”
“See’s you don’t!” advised Crawford, enigmatically, and then the two doctors started to go on their second gruesome errand.
“This door’s locked,” announced Doctor Wayburn, trying to gain entrance to the Room with the Tassels.
“I have the key,” said Eve Carnforth, slowly, and, with a white face, she offered it to the men.
“What are you doing with it?” asked Landon, in amazement.
“I d-don’t know,” and Eve showed great nervousness. “I think I feared some one would go in there.”
The others looked at her curiously, for the white face was pallid and the scarlet line of her lips was thin and straight.