"I was just thinking," he replied, glancing uneasily from one bright face to the other to see if any of the children had caught his indiscreet remark. "By the way, who lives in that little, unpainted house on the edge of town?" He pointed vaguely over his shoulder, and the sisters looked at each other in bewilderment.
"The pest house?" suggested Irene.
"The Ramsey place?" said Inez questioningly.
"The haunted house?" ventured Susie. "You see, there are so many unpainted houses on the edge of town."
"The haunted house!" laughed the stranger incredulously. "Whoever heard tell of a haunted house in a mining camp!"
"Silver Bow has one," stoutly asserted the twins.
"Where? Which one? I confess I am curious."
"It's the last one on the East End Lode," replied Susie with dignity, feeling that the reputation of her town was at stake.
"The queer old shack beyond Tabitha's," added Inez.
"There are only three houses in that hollow," explained Irene. "The Carson's big house, the Catt's littler one, and this haunted house."