"Hurrah for the lighthouse!"
"Mr. Bernard, may we go to the lighthouse?"
Mr. Bernard was in his tent; but hearing his name called, he came outside.
"We want to go to the lighthouse. Can we go?"
"Yes, if Mr. Andrews is ready to go now; he has an errand there to see about a supply of milk. Now, boys, I have not found out the dangerous places on the island, and until we have explored a little ourselves, I want you to use extra precautions. Remember, no bathing except on the beach where we landed; that slopes very evenly, and I think there is no under-current."
"We will be careful, sir."
"We will remember," said the boys.
"Come on; who wants to go to the lighthouse?"
"Ho, for the lighthouse!"
The choppers and bough-layers were at leisure again, and many of them joined the party.