"But it's our new game," said the boy. "It's meant to be played in the dark. I'm sure it wouldn't hurt us; it's not been raining, and the paths are quite dry."
"Well, if you wrap up warm, I don't suppose it would hurt you to go out for a bit," answered Mrs. Ormond, smiling. "What is the new game? Don't you think it's time you let us into the secret?"
"Shall we tell them, 'Nails'?" asked Guy.
Master Naylor's mouth was full of cheesecake, but he nodded to show his consent.
"All right; I'll explain," continued Guy. "It's going to be just like 'I spy,' only it's played with bicycle lamps—that is, there will be two to seek, and the rest will hide, and the seekers will have a lamp each, so that they can find people in the dark. They'll shout out, 'I spy So-and-So,' and then run back to the den. If the person who's found can get home first, then he's safe; but if he doesn't, then he's got to be one of the seekers next time."
"Only one person seeks in 'I spy,'" said Ida.
"But it'll be more difficult to find people in the dark," returned her brother, "and much easier to hide."
"Take care you don't set fire to anything with your lamps," said his father.
"Mind you don't get oil on your clothes," added Mrs. Ormond.
"No fear," answered Guy. "We shall be all right. Will you excuse us, mother?"