Goodness knows what I will do to-night!" There was no jest in the man's voice as he answered: "I'll tell you what you will do to-night,--you will go to bed and you will go to sleep.

You will leave the door to your room wide-open, and I shall lie right there on that couch, so near that a whisper from you will reach me.

We will have no more of this midnight prowling, I promise you.

If any ghost dares appear, we--" The reassuring words died on Brian Kent's lips.

His eyes, looking over Betty Jo's shoulders, were fixed and staring, and the look on his face sent a chill of horror to the girl's heart.