" The three read it with much interest, and especially
that portion of it which stated that "the local police force is
investigating and has every expectation of making arrests within
twenty-four hours, since it is not believed the burglars have succeeded
in leaving the island and all avenues of escape are being closely
guarded."
It might have been observed by the others, but wasn't, that Perry and
Ossie, on the _Adventurer_, and Wink, on the _Follow Me_, exhibited a
strange fondness for the seclusion of the cabins from that time until
the next day at eight, when the cruisers up-anchored and passed out of
the harbour. And as the broad Atlantic rolled under the keels three
hearty sighs emerged from as many throats.
The two boats passed Petit Manan Island toward ten that forenoon, a tiny
rocky islet holding aloft a tall shaft against the blue of the Summer
sky. "A hundred and fourteen feet," said Joe informatively, "and the
highest lighthouse on the coast except one."
"Gee, think of living there in Winter!" said Perry awedly.
"Guess Petit Manan isn't as bad as some of the islands along here, at
that," said Joe. "Some of them are a lot further from the mainland.
Remember Matinicus?"
"Think of folks living on them," murmured Han.
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