"And he isn't dead!"
"Barney or his spirit!"
"It was Barney."
"Why didn't he stop when I called to him?"
"I don't know. There is a mystery here."
"Biggest one I ever struck, Merry! It knocks me silly."
CHAPTER XXVII.
MERRIWELL'S FRIENDS.
The time was well on toward morning before Merriwell and Hodge turned in to try to get some sleep. No more mysterious sounds or ghostly appearances had been heard or seen. The sun was scarcely up when they were aroused by a trampling of feet and the sounds of well-known voices in the corridor. A rap fell on Merry's door.