“Let’s have some refreshments,” laughed Jimmy, and we could hear him rustling paper bags. “Cookies!” he yipped.
“Me first.”
“Aw!… You know me, Jimmy.”
“Give me a fistful.”
Gennor came into the conversation.
“Let’s start our game.”
“Shoot,” laughed Bid.
“This is a haunted house. See? And I’ve come here to dig up the buried treasure.”
“Do you put it in the leather bag?”
“Sure thing. The treasure is buried in this room. And I’ve got to dig it up and escape. You fellows are ghosts. You’re to wait in the hall. And when I come from the room, you chase me. If you catch me, the treasure’s yours.”