No, this is a very sedate party; I'll be home early." "Well, in that case," said her aunt, "I shall stay here with my Lizzie and my ouija-board.

Lizzie deserves some punishment for the very cowardly way she behaved this afternoon--and the ouija-board will furnish it.

She's scared to death to touch the thing.

I think she believes it's alive." "Well, maybe I'll send you a message on it from the country club," said Dale lightly.

She had paused, half-way up the flight of side stairs in the alcove, and her aunt noticed how her shoulders drooped, belying the lightness of her voice.