“The windows aren’t broken! They’ve been replaced!”
“Probably the owner did it to save his property from going completely to wreck and ruin. Wonder who owns the place anyhow?”
“The last I heard, it was sold at public auction for taxes. I think a real estate man bought it for a song.”
“Then maybe he intends to fix it up for rent or sale,” Penny remarked. “But who would want to live in that ancient shell? Somehow, the place gives me the creeps!”
Louise was staring hard at an upstairs window of the distant building.
“Penny!” she exclaimed. “I saw a moving light just then!”
“Where?”
Louise pointed to the window high on the stone wall of the monastery.
“I don’t see anything,” replied Penny. “You must have imagined it.”
“I did not! The light is gone now. But I saw it plainly. It may have been from a lantern. Someone was moving from room to room!”