nd clung, trembling,
to Roger. For the hands of the ghost were the bony structures of a human
skeleton, and its head was an empty skull!

"That's our lab skeleton, I'll bet!" exclaimed Roger. "But who's moving
it?"

"I am!" laughed David Conner, throwing off his disguise.

With another yard, light was visible ahead, and the basement of the
gymnasium came into view. Doris breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's nice to stand up straight again, isn't it?" remarked Marjorie, as
the whole party reached the less cramped quarters. "But that was a great
idea, Captain!"

"Wouldn't it make a jolly place to haze freshmen?" commented Ruth, who
never grew tired of playing tricks.

"Refreshments are ready!" announced the Captain. "Look for your
place-cards."

The basement was so cleverly camouflaged and the table so charmingly
decorated that the effect could not have been better in the most
elaborate dining hall. Corn-stalks, crepe-paper, candles, and favors
worked wonders with the usually ugly room.

It seemed, too as if there were everything imaginable to
eat--sandwiches, doughnuts, cider, apples, nuts, and candy--indeed,
Marjorie regretted that she must eat carefully, for she was still in
training.

Seated with David Conner next to her on one side and Dick Roberts on the
other, she had not a single dull moment in which to regret the absence
of John Hadley. All too soon the party came to an end.

"If only our good turns were as successful as our good times," remarked
Marjorie, as she and Lily made their way to their room, "Pansy troop
would be wonderful!"

"You're worrying about Frieda Hammer again," remonstrated Lily. "Do try
to forget her!"

"I almost wish I could!" replied the other, with a sigh.

CHAPTER XI

THE HAUNTED HOUSE

It was the first of November, the day when the reports were to be given
out!

Marjorie had no fears for her own marks now, she knew that she would
pass creditably. But she glanced sympathetically towards Alice Endicott,
and Daisy Gravers, those freshmen who were so anxiously waiting for the
deciding factor.

She recalled the parallel situation, early last spring, when she had
awaited her own report with such trepidation. And then to have been
disappointed--through Ruth's cruel dishonesty! She hoped with all her
heart that there was no such disappointment in store for Alice.

Miss Allen's secretary read the list, and the girls came forward to
receive their reports, stumbling ba