their room-mate's doings, but that night, when
The Foursomes met in the privacy of Dormitory 2, they demanded an
account of her adventure.

She certainly had a piece of interesting news to confide.

"Did you know that a ghost haunts the garden?"

"No! Oh, I say, where?"

"That part by the sun-dial. I've heard it called 'The Nun's Walk!'"

"So have I; but I never knew there was a ghost!"

"It's supposed to walk on moonlight nights."

"How fearfully thrillsome!"

"I've never seen a ghost!" shivered Fil.

"No more have I--and I've never met anyone who exactly has. It's
generally their cousin's cousin who's told them about it."

"There's a moon to-night," remarked Nora.

"So there is!"

The four girls looked at one another, hair brushes in hand. Each had it
on the tip of her tongue to make a suggestion.

"I _dare_ you to go!" said Verity at last.

"Not alone?"

Fil was clutching already at Nora's hand.

"Well, no! Hardly alone. I vote we all go together and try if we can see
anything."

"It would be rather spooksomely jinky!"

"Well, look here, don't let's undress properly, but get into bed, and
cover ourselves up until Nurse has been her rounds, then we'll slip
downstairs and out through the side door into the garden. Are you game?"

"Who's afraid?" said Ingred valiantly.

Upstairs in their bedroom, with the gas turned on, it was easy enough to
feel courageous. Their spirits rose indeed at the prospect of such an
adventure. Nurse Warner, who came into the room a little later, looked
round at the four beds, turned out the gas, and departed without a
suspicion. She had not been gone five minutes when a surreptitious
dressing took place, and four figures in dark coats stole down the
stairs. Though the building of the College might be absolutely modern,
the garden was a relic of mediaeval days. It had formerly belonged to the
nunnery of St. Mary's, and had adjoined the Abbey. Parts of the
crumbling old wall were still left, and a flagged path led from a
sun-dial to some ruins. In the day-time it was a cheerful place, and a
blaze of color. The girls had never before seen it in its night aspect.
On this May evening it had a quiet beauty that was most impressive. The
full moon shone on the great dark pile of the Abbey towers and the beech
avenue beyond. There was just light enough in the garden to distinguish
bushes as heavy masses, and to trace the paths from the grass. The air
was sweet with the scent