"What were they going to do here?"
"Scare you fellers."
"How?"
"Oh, they've got a lot of sheets, and a frame to rig up on Bert Dodge's shoulders. With the frame above him, and covered with sheets, Bert will make a 'ghost' about ten feet high."
"What else?" pressed Dick.
"Well, they've got a queer kind of whistle they can blow on, and it makes a long, loud moan, or a wail," explained Hen. "Whee! It gave me the creepy shivers the first time I heard it."
"Has Ripley's ghost party got anything else to make the night merry with?" questioned Dick.
"Some kinder colored fire, that they were going to light at quite a distance from here, to give an 'unearthly' glow through the woods."
"What else?"
"Oh, some other things," confessed Hen vaguely. "I can't tell you all that crowd has, for I didn't see it and they wouldn't tell me about it."