CHAPTER XVI
MAROONED
“I wonder if the boat did come from that island over yonder?” Ruth murmured, after a few moments of thought.
“For goodness’ sake! what are you worrying about?” asked Helen Cameron.
“I’m not worrying at all,” Ruth returned, smiling. “But I am curious.”
“About that yellow lady?”
“About what happens on that island the queer old man lives on.”
“You don’t know that he really lives there,” was the prompt rejoinder.