The next moment they saw it was
Mrs. Irving and felt ashamed of themselves.
"I think you had all better come into the house till the boys come
back," their chaperon continued. "I shall feel safer when we are
behind locked doors."
The girls shivered, but Mollie protested.
"Suppose anything should happen to the boys?" she asked, but here Mrs.
Irving chose to exercise her authority.
"We will talk about that when we are inside the house," she said very
firmly, and Mollie had nothing else to do but obey.
The girls did breathe a little more freely when the door was locked,
but they found themselves wishing even more ardently that the boys
would come back.
The window against which the horribly distorted face had been pressed
seemed to hold a peculiar fascination for the Outdoor Girls and they
found themselves unable to turn their eyes away from it.
"Oh, I wish the boys would come back," moaned Amy, after a few moments
more had passed in strained silence. "If anything should happen to
them I'm sure I would die."
"Nonsense, Amy," snapped Mollie.
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