Like mad creatures they tore up the hill , across the road and into the manse . They had left Aunt Martha sewing in the kitchen . She was not there . They rushed to the study . It was dark and tenantless . As with one impulse , they swung around and made for Ingleside -- but not across Rainbow Valley . Down the hill and through the Glen street they flew on the wings of their wild terror , Carl in the lead , Una bringing up the rear . Nobody tried to stop them , though everybody who saw them wondered what fresh devilment those manse youngsters were up to now . But at the gate of Ingleside they ran into Rosemary West , who had just been in for a moment to return some borrowed books . She saw their ghastly faces and staring eyes . She realized that their poor little souls were wrung with some awful and real fear , whatever its cause . She caught Carl with one arm and Faith with the other . Una stumbled against her and held on desperately . `` Children , dear , what has happened ? '' she said . `` What has frightened you ? '' `` Henry Warren 's ghost , '' answered Carl , through his chattering teeth . `` Henry -- Warren 's -- ghost ! '' said amazed Rosemary , who had never heard the story . `` Yes , '' sobbed Faith hysterically .
`` It 's there -- on the Bailey dyke -- we saw it -- and it started XXXXX -- chase us . ''
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