He was compelled to go alone, carrying the lantern, which one of the small boys had found.

This part of the house was even more loathsome than below, and it would be impossible to describe its condition.

He saw no sign of life, and retired in utter disgust.

Then came the trip to the cellar.

Again he had no followers, the Tinkletown men emphatically refusing to go down where old Mrs.Rank's body had been buried.