Your rabbit was hurrying to bed, and was as much afraid of you as you of it." "It--it wasn't a rabbit," said Mabel.

"Rabbits don't sigh." "Oh--sighs only belong to ghosts ?" "I don't know.

Don't laugh at me, Loftie.

I heard a real sigh and a rustle, and something white flashed." "Then you flashed back to us.

Never talk of being a brave girl again, May." "Let us walk very quickly," said Mabel.