“The little chairman wants us,” Kent remarked. “Let’s see what he has in mind now.”
“This snow will make our trip a pretty one, if it doesn’t get too deep,” Barry said, as they waited.
“It won’t turn into a blizzard,” Tim felt sure.
“What is all that arm-waving about?” Mac asked Charlie as he joined the group.
Charlie looked all around them in a mysterious way. “Have you fellows heard anything?” he asked.
“I’ve heard a whole lot of things, but maybe not what you mean,” smiled Barry. “What’s up?”
“Why, I heard that Carter Wolf and his crowd are going to try and break into our party, or break it up, or something. You know, there has been a lot of talking about our trip, and he heard it. He says he and some friends were shot at one night near that lodge, and that you fellows know very well that it is haunted.”
“Just the same, we’re not afraid to go up there,” Kent replied. “Somebody did shoot at him near the lodge, but it wasn’t us. I hope he doesn’t spoil our party by scaring any of the fellows or girls.”
“It won’t scare them,” Charlie cried. “They’ll only want to go all the more. But we had better keep our eyes open for any monkey business from Wolf and some of his bunch.”
“We will,” Barry promised.