"Money? Money? Where?" cried Mollie. "I want some of that money."
The spell was broken in a merry laugh. Mollie laughed, too, then turned her gaze toward the window, for her eyes were smarting from the heat. Suddenly her face took on a frightened expression, the color fading from it.
"Look! Oh, look!" she gasped, scarcely above a whisper.
What they saw made the "Automobile Girls'" faces turn white with fear.
CHAPTER XI
GIVING AN ATTIC PARTY
PEERING in at them was a hideous yellow face with a nose that in the light from the room seemed to be fiery red. The face was pressed against the window pane. Now a long-drawn, dismal groan sounded from the other side of the window.
"It's a ghost!" cried Grace.