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 "Gee, that looks good to me!"

"Let's get out of here quick!"

"That suits me!"

"Don't lose any time—this whole building may be coming down!"

As the last words were uttered the boys heard another crash behind them. It was so close that it made all of them jump.

"Hurry up, everybody!" yelled Biff Hooper.

"Can't get out any too fast for me," returned Jerry.

"You said it!" muttered Chet.

One by one the boys scrambled up on the window sill and squeezed their way out between the boards until at last all were standing outside the old house. The storm was still raging. Rain poured down in a drenching torrent.

"Now let's get as far away from this place as we can travel!" said Jerry. "Somebody is going to get killed if we stick around here much longer."

He was pale with fright and it was plain that the strange experiences of the past hour had completely unnerved him.

"That's the way I feel about it," agreed Biff Hooper. "I'm not a bit comfortable around here. Let's beat it."

"I'd like to find out what is wrong with the place," persisted Frank doggedly.

"You couldn't drag me back in there with a