“Just look at that, Tom!” he gasped. “Did you ever see anythin’ to beat it?”
Tom was staring in open-mouthed wonder.
The grim, square outlines of the ancient ranch-house made a dark silhouette against the cloudless sky. All of its windows but two appeared as dark, gloomy patches; and from these exceptions a dull glow of yellowish light struggled forth.
Their castle had been invaded.
CHAPTER V
NEW FRIENDS
A chorus of exclamations arose when the others rode up.
“Great Scott!” exclaimed Dick. “Say! Maybe this isn’t some surprise.”
“Well, I like that,” cried Tom, fiercely.
“I don’t,” said Don, with decided frankness.
“We’ll just dash right down and see what it all means. Come on, fellows.”