“The spook.”
“Hey?”
“I saw it,” said Savage.
“What’s the matter with you?” growled Gorman, in deep disgust. “Come back to bed.”
The match burned Joe’s fingers and he dropped it.
“I saw something,” he declared.
“Been dreaming,” mumbled Gorman, lying down.
But the darkness seemed to convince Joe that he had really and truly seen something.
“No,” he declared grimly, “I know I saw something at the foot of the bed.”
“Pooh!” ejaculated Abe, and he got into a comfortable position and prepared to sleep again.