“But how are we to get up there? How far is it?” Mr. Sleeper asked.
“It’s about five miles up the lake,” Bob told him. “We’ve got a good canoe that will easily carry us all and we’ll be glad to take you up if you’re not afraid to trust yourselves to us.”
“Not a bit of it, we can all swim,” Mrs. Sleeper assured him.
“Then if you’ll excuse us while we put a canoe we borrowed yesterday in the boat-house we’ll be all ready.”
They did not see the keeper of the dam until they had the canoe stowed away in its place. Then he joined them entering the house at a back door.
“Well, well, an’ the ghosts ain’t got ye yit?”
“Not yet,” Bob laughed.
“Did ye seen ’em?”
“Narry a ghost so far.”
After a few minutes’ talk with the old man they thanked him for the loan of the canoe and hastened back to their new friends.