“Perhaps you can get into the mill by that stream,” said Andy. “But I advise you not to attempt it. Pepper and I came through that way and were nearly drowned.”
Then Andy and Pepper related the particulars of what had occurred to them during the game of hare and hounds. Bert Field’s manner showed that he was keenly interested.
“It fits in!” he cried. “Whoever is at the mill is doing his best to keep all other folks away.”
“Do you know what I think we ought to do?” said Jack. “We ought to march on the old mill in a body and demand admittance. They can’t play off that game of ghost on a big crowd.”
“That’s the talk!” exclaimed Pepper. “Why, we can organize a regular company for that purpose and go there with our rifles! I think Captain Putnam would let us do it.”
“That might work, if it wasn’t for one thing,” answered Bert Field. “Jabez Trask may get so alarmed that he may burn the old mill down—and then the will would be burnt up too. Even as it is, I am afraid every day that he will set the place on fire.”
“Yes, that is true,” answered Dale. “And I suppose all you care about is that will.”
“Exactly. The old mill is of no account whatever.”
“Well, we are willing to help you all we can,” said Pepper, after a pause. “I said I’d do that before.”
“Then you don’t think I can get into the mill by way of that stream?”