midnight
I can summon the wind but once . ' '' `` It thertainly had thome confidenthe in itthelf , '' observed Grace Thompson , nodding her head . `` The fairies and the gnomes and the sprites and the banshees gathered about the door of the shack , '' continued the first ghost , `` Suddenly they heard a wild , weird wailing off on the moor . The ghostly little conspirators trembled with fear , for these midnight wailings , these moaning winds across the moor boded no good for all of their kind . It meant that the spirits of evil were abroad . `` Suddenly a mighty gale struck the little house , causing it to tremble from cellar to roof . Then the front door burst open with a crash .