"I don't know whether you would think so," Laura retorted calmly. "I was wondering why we didn't take the night train that reaches Roland, the nearest station to Cherry Corners, in the morning."
"That would have been a good idea, wouldn't it?" said Billie. "Now we will reach the house after dark."
"When all the spooks are roaming," added Laura, in a ghostly voice.
"Goodness!" cried Violet, turning uncomfortably in her seat, "if you girls don't stop talking about ghosts I'll just get out and go home."
"Got your car fare?" asked Laura.
"No. But I could always walk," returned Violet. "And I'd almost rather do it than spend the night in the company of ghosts."
"Well, you'd better decide in a hurry," said Billie, with a chuckle, "because the longer you take to make up your mind, the farther you will have to walk back."
"All right," said Violet, suddenly goaded into an unusual firmness. "You promise me this minute that you won't say another word about ghosts until we get there, or I'll get off at the very next station and walk back."
"It's ten miles," Laura warned her.
"I don't care if it's twenty," she returned stoutly, and laughingly the girls promised.