“And this arch of color,” said Laura, seriously. “I suppose that is just what Noah saw. How poetic to call it the Bow of Promise!”
The girls enjoyed looking at the wild colorings of the clouds and the beautiful bow. A half an hour elapsed before they proposed descending.
As they went down the stairs, Bobby still in the lead, she stopped suddenly with a little cry.
“What’s the matter now, Bobs?” demanded Jess.
“Oh! don’t you see it?” cried the other girl. “It’s a spider.”
“He won’t eat you,” said Jess. “Go on.”
“I know he won’t. I declare! he’s spinning a web.”
At that moment she came to the bottom of the stairway.
“Guess the draught pulled the door shut,” she exclaimed. “Hullo!”
She tried the knob, but the door would not open.