train rumbled on.

Margy's doll was perched up on the seat in front of her, and Margy said
her doll was "sleeping" too. But this doll slept with her eyes open.

Violet was looking at the picture book Laddie had finished with, and
Laddie was trying to make a buzzer, as Russ had done. For Laddie had
broken the one his brother had made for him.

Rose and Russ were sitting together, and for the first time in some
days, they had a chance to talk about the ghost at Great Hedge.

"What kind do you s'pose it'll be?" asked Rose.

"Oh, the regular, scary kind," Russ answered.

"I hope it won't be too scary," said Rose.

"I'll be with you when we try to find out what it is," went on Russ.
"Boys are never afraid of ghosts or--or anything."

"Oh, I won't be afraid--not if you're with me, anyway. Isn't it fun to
have a secret? And they don't know we heard about it!" Rose added.
"Won't they be s'prised if we find the ghost?"

"I guess they will," agreed Russ. "Maybe they're talking about it now,"
he went on, for his father and mother, with Grandpa Ford, several seats
back, were talking earnestly together, as Russ could see. Just what they
were saying the two oldest Bunker children did not know.