"I shall be all right in the morning," I assured her.
I knew no further details of Phil's arrangements. I fell asleep almost at once. I usually do. And it seemed to me that I had slept a whole night when I was awakened by a glimmering light at my door, and heard Philip's voice speaking softly.
"Are you awake, Lel?" he said, as people always say when they awake you in any untimely way. Of course, now I was awake, very much awake indeed.
"What is it?" I exclaimed eagerly, my heart beginning to beat very fast.
"Oh, nothing, nothing at all," said my brother, advancing a little into the room. "I just thought I'd look in on my way to bed to reassure you. I have seen nothing, absolutely nothing."
I do not know if I was relieved or disappointed.
"Was it moonlight?" I asked abruptly.
"No," he replied, "unluckily the moon did not come out at all, though it is nearly at the full. I carried in a small lamp, which made things less eerie. But I should have preferred the moon."
I glanced up at him. Was it the reflection of the candle he held, or did he look paler than usual?
"And," I added suddenly, "did you feel nothing?"