"Did you see it?" demanded one of the boys.
"We are going home," declared Ike Akley, and his manner showed that he was frightened almost out of his wits.
"Let us have the boat and the canoe and we won't bother you any more," said Carl Dudder. "You can have the whole lake to yourselves."
"Did we see what?" asked Giant, of the youth who had first spoken.
"The ghost," was the unexpected reply. "It came into our camp last night and we don't want to see it again. We are all going back to Lake Cameron."
CHAPTER XXV
JED SANBORN BRINGS NEWS
That the Spink crowd was thoroughly frightened there could not be the slightest doubt. Even when they told their story many looked behind them, as if they expected the ghost to pop out of the woods and clutch them by the shoulder.
It seemed that the ghost had appeared shortly after they returned to their camp. It came up over the lake silently, a figure in yellow, with waving horns of red. It had stopped directly in front of the camp and had waved a menacing arm at the boys. Then it had disappeared into the gloom of the night.
"It uttered some terrible things," said Carl Dudder. "It said something about being dead and about being buried."