I dare you to." Bonner laughed loud enough to awaken every ghost in Bramble County and then strode rapidly toward the house.

Anderson Crow followed slowly and the rest straggled after, all alert for the first sign of resistance.
"I wish I could find that derned lantern," said Anderson, searching diligently in the deep grass as he walked along, in the meantime permitting Bonner to reach the grim old doorway far in advance of him.
"Come on!" called back the intrepid leader, seeing that all save the marshal had halted.

"You don't need the lantern.

It's still daylight, old chap.

We'll find out what it was you all saw in the window." "That's the last of him," muttered Isaac Porter, as the broad back disappeared through the low aperture that was called a doorway.