Something like a cold chill seemed to pass over the girls as they looked up at the old mill. And then Natalie set their nerves more in a flutter by suddenly exclaiming:
“There! Look there! At the upper window. I’m sure I saw a face!”
CHAPTER XXII
UNSEEN VISITORS
The girls clung to one another, after their first few frightened screams of dismay, and then Mrs. Bonnell exclaimed:
“Oh, Natalie! How could you? To frighten us so!”
“I didn’t mean to. But really I did see something at the window.”
“Probably a rag fluttering in the wind,” spoke Alice.
“Maybe,” assented Natalie, with a nervous glance at the broken casement. “And yet do fluttering rags have dark eyes, that look hopelessly at you?”
“Did you see that?” demanded Mabel.