"Of course I would," Eve assured her. "What is there to be afraid of? I'd go inside only the door is locked of course. But honestly, I don't believe those tracks mean a thing--somebody just drove up, discovered he was on the wrong road and turned around, that's all."
But Hattie May shook her head. "No. I feel that something has happened," she declared solemnly. "I'm as sure as anything that those marks were made by Hamish's car. And," she flung up her head with a heroic gesture, "it's my duty not to leave this place till I've found out--found out what there is to know!"
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WE climbed over the wall and made our way through the tall grass to the rear of the house. Eve, as good as her word, walked up to the back door and knocked. Not, she said, that she expected any answer but just to satisfy Hattie May.
But Hattie May did not seem at all reassured by the silence that answered us. "If Hamish is swooned of--or d-dead," she cried, "of course he won't hear! What we've got to do is to break down that door! Or----" she glanced helplessly around--"or get inside somehow. I just know Hamish is somewhere about this place!"
I saw that she was on the verge of becoming hysterical again. "Nonsense," I said, "if Hamish was here, we'd have seen his car, wouldn't we?"
"I can't help it, I've got to get inside," she repeated, her voice getting more and more raspy and high-pitched. "I guess if your only brother was lying----" she paused. Eve who had stopped knocking, now had her hand on the latch. To our utter amazement it turned in her hand and the door swung inward. Unlocked! What did that mean?
Well to Hattie May it meant just one thing--a confirmation of her worst fears. She rushed inside. "Hamish!" she cried at the top of her lungs. "Hamish, where are you?" Her voice went echoing through the big kitchen and the wide hall beyond. But no other sound answered it. "Hamish! Hamish, where are you?"
I was still standing just within the doorway. In truth I had little desire to enter the house again. Suddenly Eve who had not moved from the threshold, caught me by the elbow. "Listen!" she said, "I thought I heard something!"
She had swung round and was gazing out toward the garden. And as we stood there there came to our ears, faint and far away, something which sounded like a muffled cry. Hattie May turned back. "What is it?" she asked. "What's the matter?"