CHAPTER IV
THE STORY OF A GHOST
"I say, what do you want of my son Hamilton?" repeated Mr. Spink, coming after the boys with a look of curiosity on his face.
"We want to see him," replied Snap, after a look at his chums.
"What about?"
"We think he played us a mean trick," put in Whopper, as Snap paused.
"Oh, I thought that affair was a thing of the past," said Mr. Spink, loftily. "My son was not to blame so much as that tramp. The tramp told a string of falsehoods—"
"We don't mean that, Mr. Spink," spoke up Giant. "We mean a trick Ham and his friend, Carl Dudder, played on us this afternoon."
"Humph! You—ahem!—you must be mistaken."
"If we are we won't say anything," said Whopper. "But if he did play the trick—"
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