"Only I just missed it by about a mile," laughed Tad. "But you do not think it's—how shall I say it?"
Phipps bent a keen glance on the young man. "You mean through any supernatural agency?"
Tad nodded.
"That's what I wanted to say, but didn't know just how to put it."
"No, I am too practical to believe any such trash as that. My idea is that some one of a humorous turn of mind is trying to play tricks on people. You say it was a girl's voice?"
"Yes."
"That's strange. I'm going to look into that."
"Let's you and I go over there together to to-morrow, then," urged Tad enthusiastically.
"I'll do it—that is, if there is nothing on hand to detain me. I'll let you know later whether it will be possible or not."
"Very well. I have been thinking—wondering whether—"