"Thank Heaven for that!" said Jack Jepson.
"Everything is cleared up!" cried Alice gaily. "Even the sky—see how blue it is!"
In due time Jack's innocence was proved before the English courts, and the charge against him wiped out. He was then free to come and go as he pleased. But the mystery of the disappearance of Captain Watson, of the Halcyon, or old Mary Ellen, and his companion, Mike Tullane, was never solved.
The Mary Ellen, all that was left of the reconstructed Halcyon, was, of course, a total wreck. Brisco's plan failed. Nothing was done to him, as it would have been difficult to prove a case against him.
Arrangements were made for taking the needed land scenes of the sea drama, and when this was done, the whole company returned to New York.
"Well, Alice," remarked Ruth one day, as they were on their way up the coast in a steamer, "did you have enough of sea-life this trip?"
"I certainly did," was the answer. "No more shipwrecks for me!"
"Same here!" put in Russ. "It's taking too many chances!"
"Oh, you'd do it over again—or something like it—and so would you girls, if you knew a good film would come of it," predicted Paul Ardite, with a laugh.
And here we will say good-bye to the Moving Picture Girls.