The ghost uttered a moan.

The brave George Baker, captain of the Tramp Club, took to his heels.

The others did the same, except that each took a different direction.

Wherever they ran they were followed by moans and screams, principally from the lips of Crazy Jane McCarthy.
It seemed to their excited imaginations that the woods were full of ghosts of giant stature, with voices capable of making one's hair stand on end.

The worst of it was that the ghosts persisted in pursuing them.
They chased the brave Tramp Club right into camp, where the lads arrived one by one.