“I’ll bet you a basket,” said Murray.
“I’ll take it, old man. You appear to think I am afraid of ghosts.”
“You haven’t slept in the house yet, whether you are afraid of ghosts or not.”
“I will.”
“Oh, yes, you will lay around out here until near daylight.”
“What do you want me to do?”
“Go to bed.”
“All right, I’ll go.” But at that instant there came a scream. It appeared to come from some one standing right in the doorway of the cottage. The door was in the center of the house, and the men were seated on either side of it.
“Go in and go to bed,” said Murray.
Tom, however, was a little shaky. There was something fearfully human in the sound of that voice, although very uncanny.