“Let’s go to bed,” concluded Mary Louise when the tour of inspection was finished. “I’m going to sleep in Hannah’s room—and I’m going to keep Silky with me this time.”
“I wish you had taken that precaution before,” sighed Jane.
“So do I. But it’s too late now. Let’s get some sleep, for tomorrow we have to get to work—and work fast!”
CHAPTER XIII
Detective Work
Sunday morning dawned clear and peaceful. As Mary Louise wakened to hear the birds singing in the trees outside the window of Hannah’s old room at Dark Cedars, she could hardly believe in the terrifying experience of the previous night. It was just like a horrible dream, incredible in the morning sunshine.
“I believe I’d like to go to Sunday school,” she said to Jane at the breakfast table. “It’s a lovely day, and we’d see all our friends. Don’t you want to come along too, Elsie?”
The young girl, still pale and nervous from the night before, shook her head.
“No, thank you, Mary Louise,” she replied. “I’ll stay home and help Hannah.”
Mary Louise glanced up apprehensively. As yet the servant had not been informed of the mysterious intruder.
“Will you tell her what happened last night?” she asked, in a low tone. “Or shall we?”