“We must tell someone!”
“What’ll we do?”
“We must wake Tiddy!”
“Oh, let’s get out of here!”
“Who is it?”
Questions, exclamations, fearsome gasps and excited advice all tripped pell-mell from the girls.
Then, quickly, Arden took control of the situation.
“Hush, girls!” she calmly advised. “All of you keep quiet. Now, just a moment, please.”
Her calm voice had its effect, and they all grew quiet, though there was not one whose breathing came naturally. Arden managed to raise the lower sash a little way.
And then, through this opening, as the girls watched the black, crawling figure, came a voice feebly calling: