"I've been waiting for this," said Horace, with a brutal sneer. "Trust a woman and lose the game. Well, it's all up. I loved you, Millie, but not enough to marry you without the jewels. So I schemed for the transfer, and I have failed."
"It was Annie O'Neil whom you followed last night, Patsy," said Nick. "Who was the men?"
"John Gilder," gasped the terrified girl.
"And you played ghost?"
"Yes, sir."
"But how about my shooting?" asked Patsy. "How does Annie O'Neil happen to be alive?"
"Read that from Chick," said Nick, producing a paper. "He's made some discoveries in the colonel's house to-day while we were all away.
"He's found the ghost. It seems that this girl was inside of a hollow dummy.
"She stood over a trap door. Just as soon as she had shown her face, she dropped the veil, and went through the trap."
"The dummy still continued to stand there, and you shot at it. Two of your bullets flattened on its steel braces. The rest went through.