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CHAPTER V THE GHOST DANCE,"Who is there?" Little Red Riding-Hood was frightened at first, on hearing the Wolf's gruff voice, but thinking that her grandmother had a cold, she answered,—,Oh, dear! How embarrassing it was—perfectly horrid! And how they roared again as he came on to the wharf!,“Lady of the Lake?” she finished quickly in a question. “Do you know that, too? I love it.”,Moses blushed deeply and dared not raise his eyes from the ground lest Isobel should see his embarrassment.,“I thought of it myself.”,In the lofty, echoing rooms everything had been left undisturbed: the furniture with its silken upholstery, the mirrors reaching from floor to ceiling, the great paintings that filled the walls, and the art treasures, gathered from every corner of the world. Many of these tapestries and vases and statues were extremely rare, but to Johnny Blossom they were only queer, especially a certain Indian idol with an ugly face made of gold. Why should any one want that?,"Then Dr. Etwald--that horrid, gloomy creature!",Maurice meekly followed his mother inside and slipped into his accustomed place at the table.,"I remember it; and I remember, too, who watched all that: do you?" he asks, his eyes fixed upon hers.,“I just telephoned the marshal to come up as we were talking,” explained Mr. Taylor. “I want him to get those two cowboys if he can.”,"How do you mean they seem scared of Jacobs?".