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The Cry at Midnight

The Cry at Midnight

Mildred A. Wirt

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The Cry at Midnight by Mildred A. Wirt

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1 MIDNIGHT AT THE GATE 1

2 "NO TRESPASSING" 8

3 STRANGER OF THE STORM 17

4 VANISHING FOOTPRINTS 24

5 A CRYSTAL BALL 35

6 CREAKING WOOD 45

7 A WARNING 51

8 INTO THE CREVASSE 59

9 A CALL FOR HELP 67

10 MR. ECKENROD'S SECRET 73

11 MAP OF THE MONASTERY 79

12 THE LOCKED DOOR 86

13 OLD JULIA'S WARNING 96

14 AN ASSIGNMENT FOR PENNY 105

15 FOOTPRINTS IN THE SNOW 116

16 THE KITCHEN CUPBOARD 125

17 THE CULT CEREMONY 132

18 ELEVEN BOWLS 141

19 A DORMITORY ROOM 147

20 TRICKERY 155

21 SNATCHED FROM THE FLAMES 163

22 THE CANOPIED BED 170

23 DESCENT INTO THE CRYPT 178

24 CHAMBER OF THE DEAD 186

25 THE STAR SAPPHIRE 197

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