"What is the meaning of this, young man?" demanded the Professor.
"I seen it, I seen it," howled Stacy.
"What did you see?"
"A ghost! I seen a ghost!"
"You mean you 'saw' a ghost, not you 'seen'," corrected the Professor.
"I tell you I seen a ghost. I guess if you'd seen a ghost you wouldn't stop to choose words. You'd just howl like a lunatic in your own natural language——-"
Dad hastily threw more wood on the dying camp fire.
"I guess you had a nightmare," suggested Tad.
"It wasn't a mare, it was a man," persisted Stacy.
"He's crazy. Pity he doesn't catch sleeping sickness," scoffed Ned.