"She's up there!" said Tad Butler sharply. He had been listening with
every sense on the alert, determined to locate the owner of the voice
when next she spoke. Now he was sure that he had succeeded. "I know
where you are but I don't know how you ever got there."
"Do you know a way out of this?" interjected Walter.
"Of course," answered the girl.
Tad nodded to his companions. They were burning up their matches very
fast now in an effort to catch sight of the owner of the voice.
"How did you suppose I got there if I didn't know the way?"
"No ghost about that, I guess," said the boy.
"Will you help us to get out of here?" asked Tom.
"Can't."
"Why not?" demanded Ned.
"Can you climb up here?"
"No, certainly not."
"Well, that's the answer."
They laughed in spite of themselves.
"Will you tell us how you got where you are?" asked Mr. Phipps.
"That's a secret," replied the girl.
"And I presume your name is a secret too?"
"Yes."
"We'll find out who you are when we get out of here. I promise you
that," threatened the assistant superintendent.
"Then good-bye."
"No, no, don't go! Don't go!" begged Tad.
"Say you won't tell on her, Mr. Phipps. "Don't you see--"
"All right, girl, I'll promise to keep your secret."
"You'd better," retorted the girl.
"How did you know we were here?" asked Mr.
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