“Oh, pap!” was all Caleb could say in reply.
“I am, and if there is money there, I will bet you he has found it.”
“But, pap, you said there wasn’t any there.”
“Don’t you see I said that just to keep old man Graves and his boy at home? Hurry up and milk them cows and I will hitch up the horse.”
“Are you going with the wagon?”
“Course. It is easier to ride than it is to walk, and the first thing we know—”
“Must I go with you?” said Caleb, almost ready to drop.
“Of course you are. I can’t go alone; and think of the money we will have when we come back!”
“Well, pap, you can go and I’ll stay here. It ain’t safe to go. Peleg has been down there and he said he would not go again for no man’s money. I’ve got a heap of work to do—”
“Now, Caleb, you just shut up about the work you’ve got to do,” said Jonas angrily. “You will have to go with me and that is all about it. If Nat is not afraid of the ghosts, why should you be?”