"There are strange things there," said Harriet, pointing. "Haven't you seen them?"
"Good gracious, no," answered Billy. "What do you mean, Miss Burrell?"
"Ghosts!" answered Harriet, leaning toward their guests. The boys fairly jumped at the words, then laughed heartily.
"There aren't any such things," scoffed George. "Besides, if there were, do you think we men would be afraid of them? I guess not. I'd like to see the ghost that I would be afraid of. You bring out your ghosts! We'll show you how quickly we will lay them."
"Oh, I can't bring them out," murmured Harriet. "I thought perhaps you had seen them."
"Have you?" demanded Sam, turning on her sharply.
"Oh, don't ask me," begged Harriet, in such apparent distress that Sam did not question her further.
"What's this that Harriet is telling you?" asked Miss Elting.
"She's been seeing things, and thinks it queer that we have not, too," answered George. "I wish we might. Then you don't think you would like to run the boat ashore at the camp, so as to be where we can look after you?"
"I should not mind. But the girls think they are able to take care of themselves, and I must say that I agree with them, George. Don't you think they are?" asked the guardian.