“Help! Murder! Help!� shrieked the negro.
“What’s the matter?� shouted the boys.
“Oh, the hants! The hants wid de fiery eyes,� bawled the colored man, burying his head in his blankets and kicking up his heels in an agony of alarm.
CHAPTER XXIV: A FRIGHT IN THE NIGHT.
“For de love of Mike, what’s de matter?�
Noddy yelled out the inquiry above the uproar.
“Look! Noddy, look!� cried Raynor suddenly.
Circling round the room, at about six feet above the ground, were two glowing fiery eyes.
Even the boys were alarmed at this. Suddenly, too, their scalps tightened as a diabolical scream rang through the hut. It sounded like the wail of a lost soul.
“Jiminy crickets!� cried Noddy, “I never believed in spooks before but I do now.� The circling eyes glared at them and then dashed on through the darkness. Again came that piercing scream.