The Cry at Midnight

  CHAPTER 16 _THE KITCHEN CUPBOARD_

  Into the kitchen lumbered Old Julia. She picked up the whimpering cat andbegan to croon endearments.

  Penny breathed easier. The next instant she became tense again as sheheard another person enter the room.

  "What was that noise, Julia?" a man demanded harshly.

  Penny recognized Father Benedict's voice.

  "Only the cat, Father."

  "Why is the room so cold? Oh, I see! Against my orders you opened thewindow again!"

  "No, I didn't!" Old Julia defended herself. "I hain't been near a door orwindow since you told me not to talk to nobody nor let 'em in. I don'ttalk to nobody--only Patsy, the cat. Nice Patsy!"

  "You're a stupid old woman! What made the cat howl?"

  "I dunno. She must've seen a mouse."

  "Cats don't howl unless they are hurt! You opened the window!"

  "No! No! I didn't!" the old woman cried. "Don't strike me! I'm tellingyou the truth."

  Penny heard the monk walk to the window. Her heart skipped a beat when hesaid: "Perhaps you are, Julia! I can see footprints in the snow! Someonecrawled out through this window! You helped that girl get away!"

  "I didn't! I didn't!" whimpered Julia. "I dunno how the window got open."

  The monk seemed to be talking to himself as he went on: "I knew that girlwould make trouble the minute I set eyes on her! If it hadn't been forher interference, everything would have gone just as planned! Now she'llhave to pay for her folly!"

  For a moment Penny thought Father Benedict was speaking of her. Then itcame to her that he must be referring to the dark-haired girl she hadseen briefly on the day of her first visit to the monastery.

  "This isn't the only time she's slipped out of here!" the monk went onangrily. "But it will be the last!"

  Father Benedict rang a bell. While waiting for it to be answered, heslammed down the kitchen window.

  Soon Winkey, the hunchback, appeared. "You called me, boss?" he inquired.

  "I did," said the monk. "And kindly remember not to call me 'boss.'Father Benedict is a more respectful term."

  "That's a laugh," rejoined Winkey rudely. "What did you call me for?"

  "Look out the window and see for yourself."

  "Footprints!"

  "Going away from the monastery," Father Benedict added. "That girl hasrun off again! This time when she gets back, see that she is punished."

  The command seemed to startle the gateman for he asked dubiously: "Youdon't mean--"

  "I do." The monk's words dropped like chips of steel. "The usualpunishment."

  "But ain't it a little harsh for a girl? She's only a kid--"

  "Only a kid!" Father Benedict's voice rose in mockery. "From the hour wecame here she has been a thorn in my side. If it hadn't been for herinterference, we would have been away from here yesterday!"

  "Okay, if those are your orders. Are you sure the girl has skipped?"

  "Certainly I am. I found the window open, and there are the footprints inthe snow!"

  "Maybe she won't be back."

  "She will," Father Benedict said grimly. "You see, so long as we haveher--"

  He broke off to listen intently. From the direction of the cloister asilver bell had chimed.

  "The signal for the processional!" Father Benedict exclaimed,interrupting himself. "I must go!"

  In the doorway he apparently paused, for Penny heard him say to Julia:

  "Start dishing up the soup ready to serve as soon as the ceremony isover! A bowl and four crackers to each person!"

  "Is that all they're getting to eat?" Winkey inquired. "We're in for alot of squawks!"

  "You forget that the members of our sect have taken a vow of poverty andabstinence," retorted the monk with heavy sarcasm. "If there are anycomplaints, I know how to handle them."

  "You sure do," agreed Winkey, his laughter crackling. "I'll hand you thegold plated medal for that!"

  Voices of the two men died away, informing Penny that they had gone. Asshe huddled in the cramped quarters, she could hear Julia moving aboutthe kitchen. The woman sighed heavily and once muttered: "Woe is me!Wisht I was dead, I do!"

  Minutes elapsed and the girl became increasingly uncomfortable andimpatient. Old Julia showed no inclination to leave the kitchen.

  "I've got to get out of here or I'll miss the entire ceremony!" Pennytold herself. "Well, here goes! If Julia screams, I'm a cooked goose!"

  Opening the cupboard door a tiny crack, she peered out.

  Old Julia had lighted candles. In their flickering light she could beseen with her back to Penny, stirring the soup. On the table beside herwere ten wooden bowls.

  "It's now or never!" the girl thought. "Julia may give me away, but I'llhave to chance it!"

  Opening the door wider, she moved noiselessly out and glided across thefloor. A board creaked. But as Julia turned her head, Penny reached outand covered her mouth with her hand.

  Seeing her, the old woman's eyes dilated with fear, but she could notspeak.

  "Don't try to scream! Don't say a word!" Penny warned. "I won't hurt you!I'm here to help you."

  The old woman tried to break from the girl's grasp. Penny kept talking toher in a soothing tone until gradually she relaxed.

  "Will you keep quiet if I release you?" she finally demanded.

  The old woman's head bobbed up and down.

  Penny removed her hand, expecting the worst. But Julia did not scream.Instead, she stared fixedly at the girl.

  "Julia, I must see the ceremony, and Father Benedict isn't to know I amhere," Penny whispered. "Will you keep my secret?"

  Again Julia's head inclined, but the look of terror remained in her eyes.

  "Go!" she whispered, pointing to the window. "Leave while there is time!"

  "Not until I've seen the ceremony. Julia, I need a robe. Where can I findone?"

  So stupidly did Julia stare at her that Penny was certain the woman didnot understand. However, after a moment she shuffled to one of thestorage cupboards where linen was kept. Returning with a white cottonrobe, she placed it in the girl's hands.

  Penny put the garment on over her coat, pulling the hood well down overher blond curls.

  Then, with another whispered warning to Julia not to reveal her presence,she left the kitchen. The disguise gave her renewed confidence, for inthe shadowy halls she felt that only at close range would anyonerecognize her.

  Three stone steps led up to the cloister. Approaching with great caution,Penny observed that it too had been lighted with candles.

  In the center of the cloister near the old fountain, Father Benedict'scrystal globe had been set up. On either side stood stately rows of tallcandles.

  Impressive as was the sight, Penny had no time to admire it, for a doorhad opened. Winkey came in, dragging a girl by the wrist.

  With a shock Penny recognized her as the same girl she had seen whilevisiting the monastery with Mr. Ayling.

  "And she's the same one Louise and I picked up in our car!" she thought.

  The girl struggled to free herself from the hunchback's firm grasp.

  "Let me go!" she cried, kicking at him. "Let me go!"

  "Oh, no, you don't!" he taunted her. "This time you'll have to pay forsneaking out of the house and coming back!"

  "I don't know what you're talking about!" the girl retorted. "I've notbeen out of this house tonight! If I could get away, I'd bring the policeand have you arrested! You can't mistreat me! Let go my wrist!"

  Before Winkey could answer, another door opened to admit Father Benedict.Walking straight toward the hunchback he exclaimed harshly:

  "Fool! Don't bring her in here! The ceremony is starting! Lock her up andbe quick about it!"