“Yes! Yes!” whispered Jerry. “Have you the keys?”
“No, the men must have taken them.”
“Then get an axe and see if you can’t break the lock.”
“It is too strong. Besides they might hear the blows.”
“Where are the men?”
“In the lantern tower,” the girl replied. “Wait a minute, let me think of a plan.”
Outside the storm was raging. Locked in the storeroom the boys felt like beating at the door with their fists to break it down, so they might get out, change the light, and save the steamer.
“I have it!” Jess whispered through the big keyhole. “I will burn the lock out.”
“How?” asked Ned.