"Couldn't you work in the garden, perhaps ?" "I should say I could!" he returned heartily.
All that forenoon, as Betty Jo went about her household duties she felt the presence of the thing that filled her so with fear and dread.

With vigorous determination she scolded herself for being so foolish, and argued with herself that it was all a nervous fancy born of her restless night.

But, the next moment, she would start with a sudden fear and turn quickly as if to face some one whose presence she felt behind her.

And Brian, too, as he worked in the garden, caught himself often in the act of pausing to look about with nervous apprehension.
During the noonday meal they made a determined effort to laugh at themselves, and by the time dinner was over had almost succeeded.

But when Brian, as he pushed back his chair, said, jestingly, "Well, am I to work in the garden again this afternoon ?" Betty Jo answered, emphatically, "Indeed you are! I will not stay another minute in this house alone.