“Whatever do you mean?” asked her friend.
CHAPTER XV
BETTY SHARES THE SECRET
“And the queer thing was, that we all of us saw it! Even Miss Drury!” Eve was speaking to a circle of interested listeners on the evening after the night camp in the wood.
“Weren’t you nervous?” inquired some one.
“Nervous—pooh! Of the witch, you mean? That silly story! Why, it wasn’t till this morning that a single one of us even remembered it!”
“Did the light come from the haunted cottage, do you think?” put in some one.
“I don’t know anything except that there certainly did seem to be a moving light. I don’t even know, for one thing, in what part of the wood the cottage is supposed to be! I only know that I don’t believe in ‘haunts’ of any kind,” continued the narrator briskly. “I daresay it was a glow-worm of monstrous size, or a keeper, perhaps, on the prowl. Whatever it was, we saw no more of it!”
“You forget the music!” put in one of the other Pioneers.