"I think not.

Of course I'm not.

But what made you speak in that way?
You're not frightened, are you ?" Thankful made a brave effort.
"Frightened!" she repeated, stoutly.

"What on earth should I be frightened of, I'd like to know ?" "Why, nothing, I hope." "I should say not.

I--Good heavens above! What's that ?" She started and clutched her companion by the arm.