"Whatcher 'fraid
of?"
The boat was now at the landing, and the taller of the two stepping
out fastened the boat and went toward the house, calling upon his
companion to follow.
"There will be some fun here in the morning," chuckied the foremost,
whom Gerald now recognized as Monkey Rae.
"Sure there ain't anybody 'round?" asked the other, hesitating.
"Of course there ain't," responded Monkey confidently. "Aw, come
on! What yer 'fraid of? Nobody knows anything about it but you
and I, and we ain't a-shoutin' it."
"I thought I heard a noise," demurred the other.
"Oh, bother!" returned Monkey impatiently. "You're always hearing
something."
"How are we going to get in?"
"Don't worry about that," answered Monkey, "I fixed the window all
right to-day."
While talking Monkey had opened the window and started to crawl
into the house. "If you're afraid to come in," he said scornfully
to the other, "stay outside and keep watch. It won't take me more
than a minute to crack this shell."
At this instant Rand, with a shrill, clear whistle, sprang out from
his hiding place and in a moment all was confusion.
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