We four managed to crowd into a car built only for two, and
Garrick started off. A few minutes later we arrived at the top of
the hill from which we had already viewed the mysterious house
earlier in the day. It was now quite dark. We had met no one since
turning off into the crossroad, and could hear no sound except the
continuous music of the night insects.
Just before crossing the brow of the last hill, we halted and
Garrick turned out all the lights on the car. He was risking
nothing that might lead to discovery yet. With the engine muffled
down, we coasted slowly down the other side of the hill into the
shadowy valley. There was no moon yet and we had to move
cautiously, for there was only the faint light of the sky and
stars to guide us.
What was the secret of that unpretentious little house below us?
We peered out in the gathering blackness eagerly in the direction
where we knew it must be, nestled among the trees. Whoever it
sheltered was still there, and we could locate the place by a
single gleam that came from an upper window.
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