The boys pitched their tent near that of the girls, and many meals
were eaten in common. Then one night it happened!
It was late, and after a jolly session-- a marshmallow roast, to be
exact-- they had all retired. No one remained awake now, for the girls
had become used to their surroundings, and the boys-- Allen included,
for he had come up-- were sound sleepers.
There was a crash of underbrush, a series of snorts-- no other word
describes them-- and the screaming girls, hastening to their tent
flaps, cried:
"The ghost! The ghost!"
"Get after it, fellows!" called Will, as he recognized his sister's
voice. "We'll lay this chap-- whoever he is!"
There was a vision of something white, again that rattling of chains,
and a plunge into the lake. Then all was still.
CHAPTER XXII
WHAT MOLLIE FOUND
"Did you get-- it?"
Betty hesitated a moment over the question.
Will, Frank and Allen stood just outside the tent of the girls. They
had come back from a hurried race after the white object that had
again disturbed the slumbers of the campers.
"We only had a glimpse of it," answered Will.
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