"All right," Bailey said, "but
get this: this is the only time
we're going to stop for
anything like this. This is the
one and only time."
"The dirt road that you have to
turn down is about a mile
back," the grandmother
directed. "I marked it when we
passed."
"A dirt road," Bailey groaned.
After they had turned around
and were headed toward the
dirt road, the grandmother
recalled other points about the
house, the beautiful glass over
the front doorway and the
candle-lamp in the hall. John
Wesley said that the secret
panel was probably in the
fireplace.
"You can't go inside this
house," Bai