"You won't need it, but it makes one feel bolder to carry it.

If you see any ghosts, blaze away at them, and if you hit them we'll nail their bodies up outside to scare away the rest." Then, still laughing, to cheer us, I think, they bade us good-bye and went off down the tunnel.
Carette was already spreading out the hay, which Uncle George and my grandfather had got through the narrow ways with difficulty.

Their voices died away and we were alone, and I was so heavy that, from sitting on the hay, I rolled over on it, and was asleep before I lay flat..