A beam of light appeared out of nowhere and Sheba dropped down into the hay.

"Loamie. Loamie!" she whispered. "There's someone in the room." Salome lifted her head sleepily. "It's probably Phoebe," she said.

"No," said Sheba. "I think it might be burglars." She nudged Salome's bottom and whispered in her ear. "I can make out two different voices.

One's very deep and the other is more ... well, more squeaky. I've never heard them before."

"Do you really think they're burglars?" whispered Salome.

Sheba nodded. "Who else would it be at this time of night?" she said.

"And in the dark too."

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