CHAPTER XII
THE MYSTERY DEEPENS
There was some movement downstairs now. Ruth Fielding heard a door open and a voice speak in the lower corridor. Perhaps it was Miss Scrimp, the matron. But every one of the skylarkers had cut to bed, and the dormitories were as still as need be.
"Oh, Ruth!" gasped Helen, from her muffling bed clothes. "Did you hear it?"
"Did I hear what?" panted Ruth.
"Oh! I was so frightened. There is something dreadful about that fountain. I heard whisperings and rustlings there; but the harp"
"They did it to scare us," declared Ruth, in both anger and relief. She had been badly frightened, but she was getting control of herself now.
"Then they frightened themselves," declared Helen, sitting up in bed. "You heard the harp?"
"I should say so!"
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