"But the ghost-- the one Mr. Lagg told about?" asked Mollie.

"We'll 'lay' the ghost!" laughed Betty. "Seriously, I don't believe
there is anything more than a fisherman's story to account for it.
Still, if you girls are afraid---- "

"Afraid!" they protested in chorus.

"Then we'll go to Elm Island," decided Betty, and they did. The camp,
near a little dock where the Gem could be tied, was well suited to
their needs.

"Oh, we'll have a good time here!" declared Betty as they took
possession. "But we must get in plenty of supplies. Let's go over and
call on Mr. Lagg," and they headed for the mainland in the motor boat.

CHAPTER XVIII

IN CAMP

"Well, well, young ladies, I certainly am glad to see you again!
Indeed I am."

"Ladies, ladies, one and all,
I'm very glad to have you call!"

Thus Mr. Lagg made our friends welcome as they entered his "emporium,"
as the sign over the door had it.