They managed to find two tunnels, one about fifty feet long and the other close to a hundred.
"Caved in!" cried Chet in disgust.
He was right; dirt and rocks filled the openings, both of which were quite wet.
"I'll bet they led to the brook," remarked Teddy. "When the Indians made a raid the settlers could crawl through one tunnel or the other and so hide in the brook."
"I think Ted must be right," said Ferd.
There was but little of value in the cellar. Old tools, rusted with age, and some empty bottles and jugs, and that was about all.
"It's awfully musty," said Billie presently. "I'm going upstairs and out into the sunshine." And she went, and the others soon followed.
Billie had received the address of Miss Beggs, the school-teacher. It had been sent to her address at home and forwarded by Mrs. Bradley.
"Now, I guess I'll have to write that letter to the teacher and explain all about the broken statue," said Billie dismally. "Oh, dear, I wish I didn't have to do it."
"It's too bad we haven't the money to pay for the old thing," came from
Chet. "Can't we sell some of this stuff? It must be worth something."