“We’ve had time to make a wonderful discovery!” exclaimed Jo Ann quickly. “Guess what we’ve found!”
“What—the family skeleton?”
Ignoring Florence’s sarcastic remark, Jo Ann went on rapidly, “We’ve found the door to a mysterious room at the end of the hall!”
“A door! A room!” Florence gasped. “What’re you talking about?”
With her words tumbling over each other in her excitement, Jo Ann began explaining the details of their discovery.
“It seems almost unbelievable that there’s a hidden room in this house,” Florence exclaimed, wide-eyed as she wheeled about to examine the shadow of the doorway by the flashlight.
“There’s a door there, all right—I can see it,” she agreed finally. “But what—why do you imagine anyone sealed it up?”
Peggy shook her head dubiously and replied, “I haven’t the slightest idea.”
“I’m not sure about that either,” put in Jo Ann, “but I do know that the mysterious window opens into this hidden room.”
“I believe you’re right,” Peggy agreed quickly. “I believe it does.”