“Glo—ree—ah! Well, that is three long syllables—a great deal too long for a short and busy lifetime! I would rather call you Glo’.”
“Quite right, my dear Phil. You may call me Glo’.”
“It suits you, too, for there’s a glow all around you! Well, then, Glo’, I am ready to escort you to Gryphynshold, Ghost Hall, Devil’s Den, for by all these names is your manor house known, lady,” said the strange girl, as she put on her hat and stood waiting.
“I will be with you in a moment,” exclaimed Gloria, as she started up and left the room. She ran up stairs to put on her fur sack and cap, and then hurried down to join her escort.
CHAPTER XXII
WITHIN THE SHADOW
Over all there hung a cloud of fear,
A sense of mystery the spirit daunted,
That said, as plain as whispered in the ear,
“The space is haunted.”
Thomas Hood.