"What?" Darrie asked me in so startled, impulsive a manner that Hildreth and I laughed ... and she laughed a little, too ... and then grew grave again....
"It was such a beautiful night, Johnnie and I took a walk in the moonlight."
Darrie looked from one to the other of us with a wide, staring look.
"You needn't look that way, Darrie!"
"Please, please, Hildreth!"
"You and Penton have taken walks in the moonlight."
"Hildreth, dear, I'm not rebuking you ... and you know my walks with Penton are all right, are harmless."
"Yes, I know they are ... but you mustn't rebuke me, either."
"I wasn't rebuking either you or Johnnie ... it isn't that I'm thinking of at all ... but everything has been so uncanny here to-night ... I could not sleep ... every little rustle of curtains, every creak or motion in the whole house vibrated through me ... something's going to happen to someone."
"You're only upset because Penton's in jail," I explained.