[The boys were sick with terror in a moment.] What business has a pick and a shovel here? What business with fresh earth on them? Who brought them here — and where are they gone?

Have you heard anybody? — seen anybody? What! bury it again and leave them to come and see the ground disturbed? Not exactly — not exactly. We’ll take it to my den.”

“Why, of course! Might have thought of that before. You mean Number One?”

“No — Number Two — under the cross. The other place is bad — too common.”

“All right. It’s nearly dark enough to start.”

Injun Joe got up and went about from window to window