"Well, I were a thinkin' of stayin' here for awhile," stuttered Lem.
"What for?"
"Nothin' perticular."
"Ye know where that rich duffer's house be what ye heard Middy Burnes speak about?"
"Yep. It ain't far from the graveyard. I thought as how we could crawl in there while we was waitin' for night."
A strange look passed across Lon's face.
"Ye mean to hide in the cemetray?" he asked.
"Yep. Be ye afeared?"
"I ain't got no likin' for dead folks," muttered Cronk.
He added nothing to this statement; but said after a moment's silence: