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From: Olmos <int...@an...> - 2009-08-23 04:05:38
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Hall door into the cellarway, and found there Snoop on his cushion and Fluffy on hers. "It wasn't the cats," they declared. "What could it be?" Uncle Daniel even lighted the piano lamp, which gave a strong light, but there didn't seem to be any disturbance about. "It certainly was the piano," he said, much puzzled. "And sounded like a cat serenade," ventured Harry. "Well, she isn't around here," laughed Uncle Daniel, "and we never heard of a ghost in Meadow Brook before." All this time the people upstairs waited anxiously. Flossie held Nan so tightly about the neck that the elder sister could hardly breathe. Freddie and Sandy were still under the bedclothes, while Mrs. Bobbsey and Aunt Sarah listened in the hall. "Dat sure is a ghost," whispered Dinah to Martha in the hall above. "Ghosts always lub music," and her funny big eyes rolled around in that queer way colored people have of expressing themselves. "Ghosts nothin'," replied Martha indignantly. "I dusted every key of the piano to-day, and I guess I could smell a ghost about as quick as anybody." "Well, I don't see that we can do any good by sitting around here," remarked Uncle Dan to the boys, after the lapse of some minutes. "We may as well put out the lights |