Back up the hill came running the same two Negroes who had but a few minutes before rushed out of the mansion in such a terrified way. Their faces still bore signs of their fright.
CHAPTER II
The Ghost Mansion
Unable to understand what had caused the workmen to act as they had, and sensing the possibility of a further fright to the horses, Arden and her chums were about to wheel and ride away. But Dick called to them:
“Steady; I think it will be all right. These men don’t know what they’re doing. They are just frightened.”
“At what?” asked Arden.
“That’s what I’m going to try to discover,” said the young groom. Then, shouting to the running Negroes, he inquired:
“What’s the matter?”
“Don’t ask us, boss,” answered one, dubiously shaking his head. “We sho’ am finished on dat job! I never could abide t’ wuk in haunted houses!”
“Dat goes fo’ me, too!” echoed the other. “I don’t laik ghosts!”
Then they both ran on, disappearing into the woods.