As Angeline was evidently in earnest, the children slowly took their way into the dining-room.
"Are there real live ghosts, though, Susy?" asked Dotty, anxiously; "and if a bird comes to the window will you die?"
"Why, no, indeed, child! Mother told me once, when I was right little, that I mustn't let people tell me such foolish stories. If Angeline talks so to you, you must stop your ears. Now, remember!"
Dotty remembered; but she was not quite convinced. Those awful stories might be true, after all; perhaps Susy didn't know.
CHAPTER V.
RUNNING WILD.
You begin to see how the children were running wild at Mrs. Eastman's. One morning Dotty climbed the hat-tree to get away from her cousin Percy.
"Don't believe 'cousin Dimple' knows a hat-tree wasn't made for little girls to sit on," said Percy.
"No, 'twas made to swing on," replied Dotty, tilting herself backward and forward like a bird on a bough. "I'm going to stay here till somebody carries me off pick-aback."