The Chums of Scranton High on the Cinder Path by Donald Ferguson
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well off."
"It's been several minutes since we heard that sound," Hugh went on to remark; "and, so far, it hasn't been repeated." "Oh! it came three times, you remember, Hugh," suggested K. K.; "and, like in baseball, I reckon it's three times and out. Whatever it was let out those screeches it's certainly quieted down. How about going on now, Hugh?" "If I was alone," mused the other, "I really believe I'd be half tempted to take a prowl around, and find out if I could what all the row meant. I never like to pass anything up, when my curiosity is excited." "Oh, come back again some other time, Hugh, when you're not booked for getting home!" sang out Horatio. "If you put it to a vote I don't believe anybody in this bunch would seem wild to back you up right now. Fact is, I can hear our supper-bell calling me ever so loud. Hey! boys, how about that?" "Let's get a move on!" Julius hastened to reply, so that there could be no mistaking his sentiments, at least. Julius was followed by K. K., although the latter shrugged his shoulders as he added: "Perhaps it looks timid in us doing what we mean to, but really this is none of our business, and we might get in some trouble bothering around here. I read about a house that was said to be haunted, which |
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