There was no smoke now coming out of the chimney, and all looked peaceful and deserted, save for the presence of the Grammar School intruders.
There was no injured man lying on the ground.
"Crackey!" gasped Greg.

"Yet we didn't all dream together, did we ?" "Certainly not," muttered Dick, again starting forward.

The others followed him.
"This is where we saw the man fall, isn't it ?" asked Dick.
"Yes," nodded Greg.
"But there was blood on the ground then," urged Dave.

"I don't see any now." "It must have been goblin blood, then," laughed Tom rather unsteadily, for this mystery began to look unearthly.
"Hold on," hinted Dick.

"Doesn't it look as though fresh earth had been sprinkled here ?" "Of course it does," nodded Harry.