"Well, it's not very plausible," admitted Betty. "But some one is certainly in this place."
"Don't say that!" cried Grace.
"Don't be silly," advised Betty. "Why, of course some one is here, or has been here. Else how would that food get here? That is not ghostly, at all events. It was very material, and satisfying, and I'm deeply grateful for it. It stands to reason that some one expected to eat it.
"My theory is that some one, traveling perhaps like ourselves, only maybe not in an auto, was overtaken by the storm. More provident than we they had lunch with them, and brought it in here, intending to eat it. Then some accident happened to them, or"
"The ghost carried them off," interrupted Mollie, with a glance of defiance at Grace, who shuddered, and looked behind her.
"Anyhow they're not here now," went on Betty. "And I don't know but that it is our duty to look for them."
"Never!" breathed Amy.
"At least we can go to the front door, and see if anyone is passing whom we can hail, and ask for help. If we could get a man, now"
"Or even a good-sized boy," broke in Mollie.
"Yes, even a boy would do," conceded Betty. "We could get him to go with us into the other
