"That's your bad luck, then," exclaimed Joy, "for my watch says it's after two."
Bet and Kit jumped out of bed, and Bet put her hand on the fan and patted it.
"It's still safe, girls! I don't think we'll be disturbed tonight."
"Listen to her, Shirley!" yawned Joy. "She's going to say that we can all go to sleep now that it's her turn to guard the fan."
"Indeed I'm not! I have no intention of leaving the fan unguarded. You forget that I'm on my honor to get this into the safety box on Monday!"
"Next watch is from half past two to half past six! Run along and get to sleep!" ordered Kit. "We'll guard the treasure with our lives."
Shirley and Joy made a dash for their own room, but gave a shriek as they reached the door. A figure clad in ghostly white was gliding down the long hallway.
Bet leaped into action at once. "Here girls, stand by me! Now remember, if they kidnap me, they will have to take all four."
They peered cautiously into the hall and Bet snapped on the light, and let out a scream of laughter.
"It's just Auntie Gibbs! I forgot that she takes her daily exercise at this hour. She's always prowling around to see if the doors and windows are locked."