“Whenever you are,” answered the plump twin.
They found the boys waiting for them in the dining room, which opened off the living room at the rear, and a supper which met the most exacting requirements of Jack and his chums was soon on the table.
“How do you like your quarters?” asked Cora of her brother.
“Couldn’t be better. Not that we’ll be in them much, though. We’ll be over here or out-of-doors most of the time.”
“You can’t live here,” Cora warned him.
“Oh, you’ll be glad enough to have us when the ghost begins to walk,” prophesied Walter.
“Has anything really strange happened here, Mrs. Floyd?” asked Cora, determined to get at the bottom of the matter.
“Well, I suppose you must have heard the stories about Camp Surprise,” answered the chaperon. “It would be strange if you had not. And I must admit that there have been little happenings here that I can’t explain.”
“Such as——,” hinted Bess.
“Oh, disturbances in the bungalow when we weren’t here. Misplaced furniture, and once some silver was taken. But that might be the work of tramps. I don’t set much store by that. However, don’t let it worry you. I don’t believe anything will happen while you’re here.”