Mrs. Joyce cut her short. "Skurry to your room. We must not be late."
As they were going into the house together, Leo said: "I think we would better not let our elders read this book of Morselli's. It's too disturbing for them—don't you think so?"
"It certainly is a twister. However, mother doesn't read any foreign language, so she's safe."
XII
A MOONLIGHT CALL AND A VISION
Upon rising from the dinner table the young people returned to their books, and at ten o'clock Leo lifted her eyes from her page. "Did some one drive up?"
Victor looked at her dazedly. "I didn't hear anybody. Proceed."
"Mercy! It's ten o'clock. Where are Aunt Louise and your mother? I hear Mr. Bartol's voice!" she exclaimed, rising hastily. "Let's go get the latest news."
The master of the house entered before the young people could shake off the spell of what they had been imagining.