“Yes. That’s inexplainable. As I was tramping around the old place, pulling at loose boards here and there, suddenly, when I was in the room where, you say, a dead woman was seen on the bed, I heard the most unearthly groan, screech, yell, or scream. It was a combination of all four. It gave even me a start, I assure you,” he admitted.
“What happened then?”
“What did you do?”
“Who screamed?”
“Didn’t you discover anything?”
Dot joined in the questioning this time.
It was a big moment, and Harry was making the most of it.
What young man wouldn’t have?
CHAPTER XXI
Rift in the Clouds
Harry helped himself to another cigarette before he answered the barrage of inquiries.