Beryl stifled a scream and ran quickly forward and joined the others, keeping as close to Pamela as she could till they reached home.
While the woman, with a quick backward glance at the receding group, continued on her way, limping hurriedly up the hill.
CHAPTER XIV
CAROLINE MAKES A DISCOVERY
Pamela was just dropping off to sleep that night when some one tapped on her bedroom door. She roused herself, and called out:
"Who's there?"
"May I come in a minute? It's only I—Caroline," the answer came in a loud whisper.
"Oh—yes—yes—come in," she said, sitting up, only half awake as yet.
Caroline came in, a lighted candle in her hand. She was fully dressed, and had not even untied her hair. She looked a bit scared and puzzled. Closing the door softly behind her she crossed to the side of Pamela's bed.
"I'm sorry to disturb you," she said solemnly, "but I didn't think you'd be in bed yet—I haven't even started to get undressed—I—I don't like the look of my room!"