Some one was upstairs in his room--in this room." Mr.Brimsdown gave a startled glance around him, as though seeking a lurking form in the shadows.

"Here ?" he breathed.
"Here, sure enough.

I woke up in my bed downstairs, staring wide awake, as though somebody had touched me on the shoulder.

I was just turning over to go to sleep again, when I heered a noise up here." "What sort of a noise ?" "Like the rustling of paper.

I listened for a bit, then it stopped.