It seemed a sheer waste of opportunity to tell her the truth when she would believe a falsehood just as readily; but, since the truth happened to be quite as improbable as a lie, he decided to speak it.
"There was a noise when the moon had just come up--didn't you hear it?
The ghost I told you about.

Good Injun went after it with a gun, and I guess they mixed, all right, and he got the worst of it.

He was sure on the fight when he came back, and he's pulled out this morning--" "Do you mean to tell me--did you see it, really ?" "Well, you ask Clark, when you see him," Gene hinted darkly.

"You just ask him what was in the grove last night.

Ask him what he HEARD." He moved closer, and laid his hand impressively upon her arm.