“Oh, mercy!” groaned Louise. “He’ll be in the room in a minute! What ever shall we do?”
“Keep still!”
“I see him——”
“Oh!” shrieked Lida. “A big black face——”
“Say there! Let me in! Are ye all dead! I’m in a hurry!” This command came through the window in a gruff, heavy voice.
“Some one wants something,” Babs declared. “We had better speak to him!”
“Oh, don’t please,” begged Ruth, who was apparently more frightened than the others, although this was unusual for Ruth.
“We must,” declared Babs. “There’s no danger with all of us together.”
“But he may be crazy——”
“Will you push that window up?” the voice was ordering gruffly.