“With a hurricane roaring outside, it’s a waste of breath,” replied Penny. “No one will be on the beach tonight, and our voices wouldn’t carry a dozen yards.”
“Then what are we to do? Antón and Celeste mean to run away now. The police never will be able to find them unless we act quickly.”
“I have an idea, but it may not work.”
Penny, her hands and feet securely tied, began to roll toward the cocoanut oil lamp.
“What are you trying to do?” Lorinda asked anxiously.
“Maybe I can burn the cords on my wrists. That’s why I asked Antón to leave the lamp.”
“Perhaps you can!” cried Lorinda, taking hope. “But it will be dangerous and very hard to do. The oil is almost gone. You’ll have to work fast, Penny, or you’ll lose your chance!”
CHAPTER
22
STRANGER IN THE STORM
Penny squirmed and rolled until her hands were very close to the cocoanut oil lamp on the rocky floor of the cave.
“Be careful!” Lorinda cried fearfully. “If your clothing should catch fire, nothing could save you.”