"We stand together." "I don't want to stay here," chattered Larry.

"I never try to fool people with fake courage when I know that running is my one best course to pursue." "Is there a lunatic asylum in this part of the country ?" asked Baker.
"Can it be possible that any of the inmates have escaped." Billy Gordon shook his head.

"Nothing as easy as that," he sighed.
"Great Scott! There it goes again!" breathed Larry.

"It's down that way, too," pointing in the direction taken by Harriet Burrell.
It was a long, weird wail, well calculated to freeze the marrow in one's bones.
"Come on, fellows!" cried George, with a fine showing of resolution.
"We'll lay that ghost!" George was the only one of the boys who thought to snatch up a club as he ran.

But now the unearthly sounds came from the rear, instead of ahead of them.