His companion shook his head.
“What’s up?” he asked.
“I thought I saw some one at the window,” said Paget.
The man laughed.
“It would take a human fly to come up that wall,” he said. “You’re seeing things.”
“I saw a shadow on the floor,” returned Paget. “It moved away. It looked like the shadow of a man — a large shadow that shriveled.”
“Did you see any one outside?”
“No. He might have gone around the corner of the house.”
“Hanging on those bricks?”
Paget shrugged his shoulders. The man’s incredulity was logical. Still, Paget was sorry that there was no back window through which he might have made a quick inspection.