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Rh "No, no; you be killed—no go dare!" cried Susu. "We take udder path."

"We'll go to the ghost's home," answered Oliver. "Show us the path."

Lincoln Susu was perfectly willing to point out the trail—a path that was now almost obliterated by the brush—but he steadfastly refused to accompany us any further. "Americans werry foolish," he said. He refused even to wait for us to return, so we paid him for his work and struck out by ourselves.

"Now, boys, we must be on our guard," said Oliver. "We know just what sort of men we have to deal with."

"That's right," said Dan. "Don't let us show ourselves to our enemies until we have them at a disadvantage."

"Of course they may have gone to this so-called haunted house and left," went on Oliver.

We pushed forward silently until we had gained a little clearing under a number of mango trees. Here we paused, and while doing so I heard a faint groan coming from the brush beyond.

"Listen!" I cried warningly. "What is that?"

"Somebody is hurt," answered Dan, and was about to rush forward when Oliver checked him.

"It may be a trick, Dan; be on your guard."