But both
the girls agreed that it would be best not to say anything about "Lady
Caroline" until they had told Flora.
After breakfast Mammy came to tell the visitors that Flora was ready to
see them.
"But jus' for a little while," she added, as she opened the door of
Flora's chamber.
Flora was bolstered up in bed, and had on a dainty dressing-gown of pink
muslin tied with white ribbons. But there was a bandage about her right
wrist, and a soft strip of cotton was bound about her head.
"Oh, girls! It's too bad that I can't help you to have a good time to-
day," she said, "and all because I was so clumsy."
Both the girls assured her that it was a good time just to be at the
Hayes plantation.
"Flora! There is a ghost! Just as you said! I saw it. Just about
midnight," said Sylvia.
"Truly!" exclaimed Flora, in rather a faint voice.
"Yes. And it was Lady Caroline. For it wore a big hat, like the one in
the picture, and its dress trailed all about it," replied Sylvia.
"Then I guess Grace will believe this is a haunted house," said Flora, a
little triumphantly.
"I didn't see it," said Grace. "And, truly, I believe Sylvia just
dreamed it."
Flora sat up in bed suddenly.
"Sylvia did not dream it. I know she saw it," she declared.
"Well, perhaps so. But I didn't," and Grace laughed good-naturedly; but
Flora turned her face from them and began to cry.
"After my being hurt, and--" she sobbed, but stopped quickly.
Sylvia and Grace looked at each other in amazement.
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