“Stop that!” gasped Ruth, shaking her by the arm. “You want to scare those children?”
“It’s—it’s the ghost,” whispered Agnes, too afraid to look again.
Tess and Dot were merely curious. Ruth had seen the waving figure. Immediately it seemed to leap upward and disappear.
“Do you suppose it was Lillie?” asked Tess.
“We’ll find out when we go in,” said Ruth, in a shaken voice.
Agnes was almost in tears. She clung to Ruth’s arm and moaned in a faint voice:
“I don’t want to go in! I never want to go into that horrid old house again.”
“What nonsense you do talk, Ag,” said Ruth, as the little girls ran ahead. “We have been all over that garret. We know there is really nothing there——”
“That’s just it,” groaned Agnes. “It must be a ghost.”
Ruth, unhappy as she felt, determined to discover the meaning of that spectral figure. “Let’s go right up there and find out about it,” she said.