“You haven’t told me much about this secret plan of yours, Penny.”
“That’s because I haven’t worked it out clearly in my own mind yet. But unless I find the photograph there simply won’t be any.”
“We might search the house again.”
“I intend to do that if we can ever find a time when Mrs. Leeds and Max Laponi are both gone. Just now I’m eager to make another inspection of the organ room upstairs. This is our chance while those two are closeted in the library.”
Rosanna was not especially anxious to visit the third floor again, but she offered no objection to the suggestion. Penny led the way up the creaking stairs.
The door of the music room was unlocked as they had left it the previous evening. However, the window shades were all drawn and the room was dark. Penny raised the blinds to admit light.
Curiously, the girls gazed about them. Everything was covered with a thick coating of dust and cobwebs hung in misty veils from the corners of the room. Penny crossed over to the organ. She indicated the bench in front of it.
“I guess that proves whether or not our ghost was real.”
“You mean the imprint on the dusty surface of the organ bench?” Rosanna asked doubtfully.
“Yes, you can see where the organist sat.”