shore came faint twitterings of birds just awaking from slumber.
Presently the raucous honks of autos some distance down the road fell
upon his ears. In a few minutes the cars appeared, and drew up at the
wharf not far away. Several men alighted, and from their actions the
captain could tell that they were very much excited. Then more autos
arrived, until about twenty men were standing upon the wharf and the
road. He wondered what they wanted, and what had brought them there at
such an early hour. When, however, he saw them rowing from the shore
in several flat-bottom boats, the meaning of the commotion flashed upon
his mind. They were searching for the missing girl, believing that she
had been drowned the night before. The captain was in a quandary. His
first impulse was to hail the men, and tell them that the missing one
was safe. But what would the girl think of him if he betrayed her?
No, he would not do such a thing without speaking to her first. He
glanced toward the cabin, and to his surprise saw smoke coming from the
stove-pipe protruding through the roof of the cabin. The girl, he
knew, must be awake, so he might as well inform her at once.

He hurried away aft, and paused at the cabin door. It was open, and
glancing down he saw the girl busily engaged in preparing breakfast.
The appetising odour of coffee greeted his nostrils, and he heard
something sizzling in the frying-pan. Just then the girl glanced up,
and a bright smile of welcome illumined her face. Her cheeks were
flushed with the heat and exercise, and the captain thought he had
never beheld a more charming face.

"Good morning," she greeted. "Come in; breakfast is almost ready."

"Well, I'll be hanged!" the captain ejaculated as he descended the
stairs. "What in time are ye up so early fer?"