"
"Well, say there are, they wouldn't come out in the daytime, would
they?"
"I reckon not. Gee, I'll come in."
The boy disappeared like a flash, and in a few moments Ted heard the
front door open, then a scream.
"I'll bet he's found the dead man," said Ted, aloud, in a tone of
annoyance. "That's just my luck."
The door slammed, and all was silent. The boy evidently had run away,
and Ted was left alone in the house with the dead man.
Once more darkness descended upon the earth, and Ted took up another
hole in his belt, and tried to believe that he was not hungry.
About nine o'clock Ted, who was lying on the couch looking at the
ceiling, saw a faint flicker of light pass across it, and sprang to his
feet. It was the light cast by a lantern somewhere outside.
He sprang to the window and looked out.
Behind the brick wall he could see the reflection of a bobbing lantern,
and hear the shuffle of many feet.
"Ho, there!" he cried.
The shuffle stopped, and a voice that was trembling with fear answered
him.
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