“Want to ask you an important question, papa,” cried Amy, running to meet him and hanging to his arm.
“Ahem! If you expect advice, I expect a retainer,” said the lawyer soberly.
“Nothing like that! I know you lawyers. I am going to wait to see if your advice is worth anything,” declared his gay daughter. “Now, listen! Did you ever hear of Station Island?”
“I have just heard of it,” responded the gentleman promptly.
“Oh! Don’t be so dreadfully smart,” said Amy. “I know I am telling you——”
“Wrong. I had just heard of it to-day—before you mentioned it,” returned her father. “But I have known of it for a good many years, under another name.”
“Then you do know where Station Island is, Mr. Drew?” cried Jessie, eagerly. “We do so want to know.”
“That is the new name they have given the place since the big radio station was established there. It is really Hackle Island, girls, and has been known by that name since our great-grandparents’ days.”
CHAPTER IV—UNCERTAINTIES
“It is lucky Henrietta went away before papa came,” observed Amy, after they had discussed the strange matter at some length. “She certainly would have been mad to learn that Belle and Sally were likely to visit what she calls her island, without any invitation from her.”