“Jerry R. Tarwell,” recalled Vevi. “He died at sea.”
She wanted to ask the old captain if he were related to the young man mentioned in the Bible. From the odd way he looked, she thought he must know all about the ship cottage.
Before she could ask a question however, they came within the sound of the breakers.
“Hear ’em roar?” asked the captain, pausing to listen. “We’re almost at the beach now, and the fog’s lifting a bit. By tomorrow it’ll burn off and we’ll have a nice day.”
A little farther on, Captain Tarwell showed the girls a group of cottages through the mist.
“Oh, I know where I am now!” Connie cried. “I can see Starfish Cottage from here!”
Even though the girls were sure they would not lose their way again, Captain Tarwell walked with them to the cottage.
Connie’s mother, Miss Gordon, and all the Brownies had gathered on the porch. They were ready to start off in search of the two missing girls.
“Oh, here you are!” Mrs. Williams exclaimed as Connie and Vevi dashed up the steps. “We’ve been so worried.”
“The fog came in so fast,” added Miss Gordon. “I couldn’t find you anywhere.”