There was plenty to see and do around Great Hedge Estate, and after the six little Bunkers had peeped in at the big Thanksgiving turkey, they played around the barn a bit and then romped in the snow.
In the afternoon Grandpa Ford hitched a team of horses to a big sled—the same one that had brought them from the station—and took them all for a long ride, the bells merrily jingling all the way. They stopped in the city of Tarrington on the way home, and bought some things Grandma Ford wanted for the Thanksgiving dinner.
Coming home in the afternoon, the children went up to the attic to play again, taking some apples with them to have a play party.
"Oh, Grandpa Ford's is just a lovely place!" exclaimed Rose that night as she and the others were going to bed.
"And we didn't hear any more funny ghost noises," said Russ in a low voice. "I guess the ghost has gone, Rose."
"I guess so, too. I didn't hear Daddy or Mother or Grandpa or Grandma say any more about it."
That night Mun Bun awakened, and called to his mother to give him a drink of water. As it happened Rose and Russ were also awake, and Margy, hearing her brother ask for water, wanted some, too. So there were several of the Bunkers awake at once.
Just as Mrs. Bunker was giving Mun Bun his drink, there suddenly sounded through the dim and silent house the loud ringing of a string of sleigh bells.
"What's that?" called Grandma Ford from across the hall. "Is some one stopping out in front?"
"I'll look," said Grandpa Ford. It was bright moonlight, and he could see plainly. "No one there," he said.