“Several times, according to all accounts. There are all sorts of wild tales about it. One girl said that it started toward her, then turned back and just disappeared.”
“Around a corner probably. If there is any appearance of the sort, I’m sure it’s human. Somebody is trying to trick the girls. The other time, when we had such an excitement about it, Miss Randolph just put some extra folks on guard at night and there was no more ghost.”
“All the same, the halls are sort of spooky at night, and I don’t believe that I’ll watch for it. Diane is going to keep to her little cot!”
“All the more reason for that if it is human. Any account of its getting into the rooms, or has anything been stolen?”
“One girl tells about seeing it standing over her bed, but I think that she was having a nightmare. She had heard about it and dreamed of it!”
By this time the girls were in the library, where conversation was not desired. Lilian went to look over the reference books and Diane consulted the librarian about something. Isabel, Evelyn and Helen were sitting at one of the tables and nodded to the girls. Isabel was scribbling away for dear life, turning page after page of a tablet. Evelyn was drawing cartoons and showing them from time to time to Helen, who appeared much amused. Helen was reading, when not in consultation with Evelyn. Presently Lilian and Diane went over to the same table and drew up chairs. “What’s the fun?” whispered Diane.
Helen smiled broadly, took the drawings from Evelyn and pushed them over to Diane and Lilian. The girls bent their heads over them. Isabel looked up, amused, and continued scribbling. The first picture was labeled “The Greycliff Ghost,” and showed a skeleton, clothed in filmy black, and bending over a terrified girl in her cot. The covers were drawn up over the lower part of the girl’s face, only the big eyes looking up at the ghost. The second picture was called “The Woman in Black” and depicted a veiled figure in motion, arms stretched out before her, wide sleeves and draperies flying, the head wrapped in a veil, but showing a mask and two wild eyes. As the girls looked at these drawings, Evelyn, who was watching them, offered a piece of paper on which was printed “DO YOU BELIEVE IN GHOSTS?”
Lilian promptly wrote her reply “No. Do You?”
“YES. I’VE BEEN IN A HAUNTED HOUSE. LET’S TELL GHOST STORIES AFTER DINNER.”
“All right, but people that believe in ghosts are likely to have bad dreams.”