“No.”
“Back in the woods, then?” demanded Chet.
“Up on the side of the mountain. You—you know that—that old house——”
“The haunted house!” exclaimed Lance.
“The old Robinson house?” cried Chet.
“Yes.”
“What under the sun were you doing there?”
“I—I can’t tell you. It—it was something about the initiation——”
“Those blessed Mary O’Rourkes!” cried Lance, smiting his hands together.
“The M. O. R.’s,” said Chet. “You girls were all up there?”