"Nothing—nothing," murmured the woman.
"But there is——"
"No, dearie——"
"Are you sick?"
"I don't feel right. Maybe—the heat——"
"But your eyes look queer——"
"Do they——?" The housekeeper tried to smile.
"Yes. Like they had seen——"
A little startled as she remembered the mystery of the house, Beth cast her glance into the darkness outside the open door.
"You are—frightened!" she said.