“It seems like a good night for ghosts,” Mr. Sleeper said as they were returning from their sail the night after Bob’s experience.
“Why do you say that, George?” Mrs. Sleeper asked quickly. She was never quite sure as to whether or not her husband was serious.
“Oh, it seems so still like,” he laughed.
CHAPTER V
CLUES.
That night Bob again awoke. Wide awake in an instant he glanced toward the wall opposite, but there was no spot of light there. Remembering that the spot had not appeared the night before until he had been awake for some time he waited. Slowly the minutes passed until he judged that he had been awake fully a quarter of an hour before it appeared. Remembering that he had promised to call Jack in case the spot came, he whispered loudly.
“Jack.”
Jack was a heavy sleeper and he had to call several times before he succeeded in arousing him.
“What’s the matter?”
“You wanted to see the ghost. Look on the wall over your bed,” Bob whispered.
He could hear the bed creak as Jack raised himself.