n on it.

"Don't try to find me," wrote Mrs. Raymond, "as I am going from place
to place, working where I can. I am seeking Nancy. I thought she might
have gone back where she used to live, but I wrote there and she had not
arrived. I must search farther. I am doing fairly well, so don't worry
about me. Some folks have been very kind--especially some young ladies.
I will tell you about them when I see you, brother--if I ever do."

"She must mean you--the time of the fire," said the light keeper. "I'm
sure I'm much obliged to you for befriending my sister."

"Oh, it was nothing," protested Cora. "I wish we could have done more. I
am sure we could have, had she not gone off in such a hurry. But we can't
blame her, for she was very nervous and excited."

"Poor Margaret," murmured Mr. Haley. "She was always that way. She tells
me not to worry--but I can't help it."

"I suppose not," agreed Cora. "You might try writing to Edmenton. The
postmaster there might give you a clue, or tell you some one who could
give information."

"I'll do it!" exclaimed the keeper of the light. "It will give me
something to do, anyhow," and he set to the task.

Cora had called at the light alone, not knowing what the nature of the
communication might be that the keeper wished to make to her. It was the
day after Belle had bravely struck out for herself in the water.

Cora said good-bye to Rosalie, who was busy about her household duties,
and waved to little Dick, who was playing on the beach. Then, getting into
the _Pet_ in which she had come to the lighthouse float, Cora turned the
bow toward the little dock at the foot of the slope on which the bungalows
were perched.

"Well, you were gone long enough!" complained Jack when she got back.
"I've been waiting for you."

"What for?" she asked. "Has anything happened?"

"Nothing except that we fellows have heard of a motor boat we can hire
cheap for the season, and we want to run over and look at it. The fellow
who has it is on the other side of the Cove. Can I take the _Pet_?"

"Certainly, Jack. We girls are going to the life-saving station, anyhow.
You'll be back before lunch; won't you?"

"I should guess yes!" exclaimed Walter, who had come up. "We wouldn't miss
our rations for anything."

Jack and his chums were soon speeding across the bay. There was quite a
sea on, for the wind was rising, and there seemed to be indications of a
storm. But a number of boats were out on the wate