"Nothing, just now. But we may want something later," answered
Snap, and started again for the road, his chums following.
CHAPTER IV
THE STORY OF A GHOST
"I say, what do you want of my son Hamilton?" repeated Mr. Spink, coming after the boys with a look of curiosity on his face.
"We want to see him," replied Snap, after a look at his chums.
"What about?"
"We think he played us a mean trick," put in Whopper, as Snap paused.
"Oh, I thought that affair was a thing of the past," said Mr.
Spink, loftily. "My son was not to blame so much as that tramp.
The tramp told a string of falsehoods—-"
"We don't mean that, Mr. Spink," spoke up Giant. "We mean a trick
Ham and his friend, Carl Dudder, played on us this afternoon."
"Humph! You ahem!—-you must be mistaken."