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He found himself inside a tiny room in the wall. “Help! Sam! Where are you?” Ben screamed.
    â€œI’m right here. Open the door!” Sam answered.
    â€œI can’t! There’s no door, just a wall! Get me out of here!” Ben yelled, but his voice sounded muffled.
    Sam pushed and pushed on the wall, but it would not open. “I’m trying, Cuz!”
    â€œHURRY! Get me out of here! I’m scared!”
    â€œI’m trying! How did you get in there anyway?” Sam asked. “What’s in there?”
    â€œNothing that I can see. It’s dark, and you’ve got my flashlight! Get me out!”
    â€œLook, I’m trying! What do you want me to do?”
    â€œPush!”
    â€œI’m pushing as hard as I can!”
    Sam said, “I’ve got an idea. Face me!”
    â€œI can’t see you!”
    â€œFace the wall. OK, now you push on your right side, and I’ll push on the left. That way we will be pushing in opposite directions,” Sam insisted.
    Ben did as he was told, thinking to himself that if he ever got out of here he would never listen to his cousin again. Both boys pushed, and the door moved slightly.
    â€œThat’s it; keep pushing!” Sam yelled.
    They both pushed, and the wall suddenly turned. A small tin box hit Ben in the head and fell to the floor.
    â€œOuch!” Ben cried, rubbing the top of his head.
    â€œWhoa, what’s that?” Sam shouted, forgetting about his cousin.
    â€œI don’t know, and I don’t care!” Ben snorted. “I’m getting out of here!”
    â€œWait, let’s open the box!” Sam said.
    â€œNo, I’m leaving right now!”
    â€œBut I heard a noise downstairs! Are you going to go by yourself?” Sam taunted Ben.
    â€œJust hurry up!” Ben said.
    â€œYou worry too much!” Sam answered.
    Ben glared at his cousin. “You weren’t the one trapped in that secret room!”
    Sam picked up the rusty box and lifted the lid to see inside. There was nothing there.
    â€œCome on, let’s go!” Sam demanded.
    â€œWe can’t just leave it like this,” Ben answered.
    â€œWhy not? It’s just an old box, and nobody cares!”
    Ben picked up the box and looked up at the door panel to see how to put it back. He tried to set it on the ledge above the inside of the wall where he had been, but it fell back down. When it fell, the lid unhinged, and Ben could see a secret compartment inside. He lifted the top of the compartment. There was a small leather pouch. He opened the pouch, and inside there was an old, yellowed paper.

    â€œSam, wait!” he yelled, but it was too late. Sam was already heading downstairs.
    Ben stuffed the paper in his pocket. Then he slammed the box shut, shoved it up onto the top of the door and ran down the stairs as fast as he could.
    Sam shined the flashlight up the stairs at him. “You look like you saw the ghost! Did you?”
    Ben didn’t answer him, scared that his voice would quiver.
    They climbed back out the window and ran down the steps and out the front gate that was miraculously standing open.
    â€œLet’s go!” Sam yelled as he ran down the street.
    Ben followed, shutting the gate, which locked with a clank.
    He felt the paper in his pants pocket, but he didn’t want to tell Sam about it. He knew he should not have taken it, but he wasn’t going back into that house to return it. He did wonder what it said. Maybe it was a map to some hidden treasure! A million ideas about what the paper said raced through his mind.
    â€œC’mon, we need to get home! I have to be at the theater in my costume in an hour. I don’t want Mom to get mad, especially not when Grammy is here,” Sam yelled.
    Ben could feel the bump on his head pulsating as he ran after Sam. He also felt the twinges of his nagging conscience. He was now a thief!
    Grammy was sitting on the porch waiting for