“If any one should go there, and can find it, I’ll give it him.”
“Is it so well hidden?”
“Yes; I’ve got it froze into the middle of a block of ice. They’ll never look there.”
“Will you come?” said Dallas excitedly.
“I’ll do better than that,” said the Cornishman: “I’ll stop now.”
“You will?”
“Of course; and glad of the chance to help you. Yah!”
The big fellow jumped up in horror, as a loud rap came from close by.
“What was that?” cried Dallas, who was equally startled.
“It was that there dog’s ghost got his tail thawed enough to give it a rap on the floor to say, ‘That’s right’; and I believe your cousin’s right too, now, and this is a message sent to us to say, ‘Look out, for those three beauties are coming here again.’”