“He was going to say know—he was going to ask how you knew!” laughed Marie. “Oh, Nat, you hit it!”
“Supposing we were there?” challenged Phil.
“Did you find the ghost?” asked Mrs. Bonnell.
“Phil fell asleep and didn’t keep watch,” said Jack accusingly.
“I didn’t sleep any more than you fellows did. We were all in the same boat,” came from the aggrieved one.
The girls were laughing.
“Better make a clean breast of it,” suggested Marie. “We won’t tell any one else.”
“Do you promise?” asked Blake.
“Sure!” came in a chorus.
“Then, I’ll tell, to get square with Phil for sleeping while that ghost came down, took what remained of our sandwiches, our best lantern, and my knife and match-box.”