“Oh, can you tell me where my sister is?” asked the light keeper.
“I am very sorry, but she went away in a hurry from my house,” said Cora, “and we have not seen her since. We feel sure she was the woman the sheep herder met that same night,” and she told about that incident.
“Bless that kind man–he helped her some, anyhow, and bless you girls,” said Mr. Haley, fervently. His eyes were moist, and those of the girls were not altogether dry.
“How can we trace her?” asked Bess.
“The only way I see,” spoke Cora, “is to write to the town toward which she went after the sheep man saw her. The authorities there might give some information.”
“I’ll do it!” cried the light keeper, as he made a note of the place. “I can’t thank you enough.”
“Oh, we have done scarcely anything,” answered Cora. “We wish it were much more.”
Further details and forgotten incidents were mentioned as bearing on the case, and then the girls departed in the boat. It was a little rough going back, and the spray flew over them.
“Isn’t it strange?” observed Belle.
“Very queer how it all turned out,” agreed Eline.