It seemed so
awfully uncanny-- coming upon that thing in the dark after what we had
gone through with that bandit. But then," she added more lightly,
"everything seems so much worse in the dark, you know.".
"Yes," said Amy slowly and looking very serious. "That all may be very
true. But I think that as long as we are sure we didn't dream it last
night and that the skulking thing really dodged out from the corner of
our porch that we ought to be on our guard against it. And how," she
finished most reasonably, "can we be on our guard in the woods?"
Betty was at a loss to know just how to answer such a question. By
this time Mollie and Grace were some little distance ahead of them and
Amy's nervousness was beginning to communicate itself to her against
her will.
She felt again the creeping sensation that had traveled up and down
her spine at sight of that crouching, sinister figure that had sprung
out from the shadow of the porch.
It had disappeared into the bushes last night, and, for all she knew--
and the thought made her tingle weirdly-- it might still be hiding in
them, crouching, ready to spring
With an effort she shook off the mood and turned to Amy brightly.
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