Part 18 (2/2)

'What i face 'We must put up a notice board No one has any business to co about him, and he suddenly darted forward and took possession of solance at it he turned white, gave an odd little gasp and slipped it into his pocket

'What is it, Allan?' asked the others, crowding around

'Nothing,' he said; 'nothing at all I don't think any one has been here; it's all fancy'

Reggie's eyes looked very ,' said Allan impatiently; 'it's tie with soat him with puzzled faces

'Hulloa!' cried Ha?' echoed Allan; 'why, yes, we have no ti, all of you'

'What's the matter?' asked Harry of Marjorie as they hurried towards the boat

'It's a very high tide,' she said 'Soon there will be a dangerous current flowing between the two islands, and if we get into it we ht be swept out to sea We are allowed to have the boat on condition that atch the tide-ways; so we have to be careful'

It took soain the opposite shore; and when they had landed, Reggie turned to Ha that, eh, Hamish?' he said; and they all looked at the dark swift current which filled the channel

'Ten minutes later, and we couldn't have crossed,' said Marjorie

'What do you think, Allan?'

Despite the danger so recently escaped, Allan's thoughts andering He looked round abstractedly, and slid into his pocket sogie fancied he caught a gli on the handle

Reggie looked at his brother with a glea,' said Allan authoritatively; 'don't let's stand dawdling about'

CHAPTER VIII

A CRUISE IN THE 'HEROIC'

'I can't understand Allan at all,' declared Marjorie She and Reggie, ar heather on the e of the cliffs A pile of heather lay beside the of the wiry stems

Marjorie's reie looked up with a twinkle in his eyes He had been growing thinner and browner during the summer, and his wrists came further beyond the sleeves of his jacket

'What's the matter with Allan?' he asked

'Why,' said Marjorie i on so oddly First of all, he wasn't to be found e ca--had been away for hours--and he isn't usually in such a hurry to get up in the holidays Then when he coet heather to patch up the roof of the Pirates' Den I can't rown so particular all of a sudden'