human
But the Chief of Police gave you details?
gpt
There weren't many to give. He lighted a cigarette and smiled at his trembling hands.
human
I don't know why I should feel this way, but I do. I suppose--well, it's what you have told me to-night. I don't understand it--I can't think it was all your imagination.
gpt
But that girl, Eunice,
human
Nothing--except she isn't at home where she should be. At eleven o'clock she told her parents she was going to retire. Presumably she went to her room. At eleven-thirty her mother passed her door. It was ajar and a bedroom light was lighted. Mrs. Arton opened the door to say good night to Eunice. But the girl was not there.
gpt
That's all. There is so much hysteria in the air now, that Mr. Arton was frightened and called upon the police at once. The Artons have been telephoning to everyone they know. It isn't like Eunice to slip out at night--or is it, Jane?
human
No, said Jane soberly.
gpt
And she's gone? They didn't hear any sound from her? A strange, frightened hush came upon Jane's voice.
human
She didn't--scream from her bedroom? Anything like that?
gpt
No, he said not. Jane, dear, you're thinking more horrible things. She'll be found in the morning, visiting some neighbor or something of the kind.