“Come on!” cried Jerry. “We must see what it means.”
But, just as he started down the slope, the search-light went out, leaving the place in utter blackness, for the moon was under a cloud. When Jerry had succeeded in getting the light going again, the man and woman were nowhere to be seen.
“Well, that certainly was a queer sight,” remarked Ned. “I wonder what it all means?”
“I guess we’ll have to stay here until we find out,” said Jerry. “It looked as if there was going to be trouble, at one time.”
“What’s all the excitement about?” asked the professor, coming out of the shack, followed by Bob.
Jerry related what they had seen, and the professor agreed that it would be better to remain and make an investigation.
“I say, you fellows are mean to go off alone and have a cracking adventure like that,” objected Bob, in a grieved tone.
“We didn’t want to disturb your slumbers,” said Ned.
“Don’t eat so much supper next time, and you will not sleep so sound,” advised Jerry. But Bob was not to be appeased until promised that the next time Ned and Jerry went ghost hunting they would take him with them.