“How nice everything looks now!” exclaimed Rosemary, gazing about proudly. “I should think Captain Tarwell would want to live here instead of in a stuffy old room.”
With work out of the way, Miss Gordon built a fire in the outdoor fireplace overlooking the cliffs. Soon the air became fragrant with the odor of sizzling hamburgers.
“I’m starved,” Vevi announced, hovering over the frying pan. “I could eat six of ’em myself.”
Lunch finally was ready. The girls made their own sandwiches and sat down on the grass to eat them. From the high cliff, they could see the ocean, the beach and the yacht club basin.
Presently, it was time to leave. Vevi took a last look at her pigeon and turtle while Miss Gordon locked up the cottage.
“We must tell Captain Tarwell that someone besides ourselves has been here,” the Brownie Scout leader remarked.
As soon as the group reached Starfish Cottage, Miss Gordon took Vevi, Connie and Sunny with her and went in search of both Mr. Curry and the old sea captain.
At the hotel where the lifeguard worked, the teacher was informed that he had not been seen that day. Although he regularly was assigned to guard the bathing beach, he had failed to appear for work.
Nor could Miss Gordon find Captain Tarwell. However, later in the day as she searched with Connie for shells, Vevi spied the elderly gentleman taking his daily stroll along the beach.
“Captain Tarwell!” she shouted, running toward him.