won't they? I want Uncle James to go with us."

Jimmy-boy laughed and threw himself about in quite a gale. He often
found his little sister very amusing.

"Excuse me, Lucy," said he; "but I do think you're very ignorant! That
mine up there is all played out, and Uncle James has told us so ever so
many times. Didn't you hear him? The shaft is more than half full of
muddy water. I'd like to see you going down in a bucket!"

"Well, then, Jimmy Dunlee, what _shall_ we do at Castle Cliff?"

"We've brought a tent with us, and for one thing I'm going to camp out,"
replied Jimmy. "That's a grand thing, they say."

"Don't! There'll be something come and eat you up, sure as you live,"
said Lucy, who had a vague notion that camping out was connected in some
way with wild animals, such as coyotes and mountain lions.

"Poh! you don't know the least thing about Castle Cliff, Lucy! And Uncle
James has talked and talked! Tell me what he said, now do."

Uncle James was seated nearly opposite, for the two long seats of the
tallyho faced each other. Lucy spoke in a low tone, not wishing him to
overhear.

"He said we were going to board at a big house pretty near the old
mine."

"Yes, Mr. Templeton's."