“I shall make bold to remind Mrs. Friestone in the morning of the risk she runs and advise her to cease accepting any outside deposits.”
Chester was the last to fall asleep. It was a long time before he sank into slumber, but by and by he glided into the realm of dreams. He had no means of knowing how long he lay unconscious, when he gradually became aware of a peculiar tapping somewhere near. A moment’s listening told him that someone was knocking on the door.
CHAPTER XVI
Visitors of the Night
Chester bounded out of bed and hunted to the door, which he unlocked and opened for a few inches. He could see nothing in the gloom, and asked in a whisper:
“Who is it?”
“It is I—Nora. Mamma and I are awfully scared.”
“What’s the matter?”