Both boys were silent for a brief time as they watched the approaching men. One of them was tall and ungainly and had a strange swinging motion as he walked across the fields. Beside him were two boys.
George suddenly grasped his friend by the arm and in a low voice said, “Do you know who those fellows are?”
CHAPTER XXIII
AN UNEXPECTED MEETING
“They look like Fred and John,” replied Grant in a whisper. “Where do you suppose they came from?”
“I don’t care where they came from, the most I want to know is that they are here. You don’t suppose they are ghosts, do you?”
“I think you would find out whether they were ghosts or not if you tried to throw Fred. Come on, let’s go ahead and meet them.”
Advancing quickly the boys soon drew near the place where the approaching forms were seen.
“Fred, is that you?” called George anxiously.
Instantly the trio stopped and in amazement stared in the direction from which the unexpected hail had come.
“Is that you, Fred? Is that you, Jack?” George called again, this time speaking a little more loudly.