CHAPTER XXIV. 
THE lieutenant's STOKY CONCLUDED. 
HEN Mr. Button, the coolest and most self-pos- 
sessed member of the party, had so unexpectedly 
interrupted his brother, and assumed a listening 
attitude, with an undoubted look of apprehension toward 
the low door, the rest could not resist a gradually increas- 
ing sensation of dread. What had their leader heard that 
caused him such unconcealed alarm ? 
As they listened, the wind, which seemed to be rising, 
gave utterance to a long, low, and sad moan around the 
corner of the hut. 
Mr. Button at once resumed his former easy position, 
with a long breath of relief. 
" I believe I'm getting nervous," said he, with a short 
laugh. " Go on with your story, Dick." 
"I thought I heard somebody calling just now, away 
off in the woods/' said Nat ; " but I guess 'twas only the 
wind." 
Mr. Button glanced sharply at the boy and at Solomon, 
meeting the latter' s eyes for an instant. Neither of them 
spoke, however, and the story-teller proceeded with the 
strange adventures of Mr. Broadstreet. 
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