"He's looking this way, sir," reported Phillips.
Standing well apart from his comrades, Neale "called up" the lighthouse. In a few moments Phillips announced that the man was looking towards them through a glass.
"He's acknowledged, sir," continued the Second of the "Otters." "Another man has taken the glass from him."
"Carry on," ordered the Scoutmaster, and Neale began semaphoring with considerable rapidity and accuracy.
Back came the reply: "The keepers of Beware Head lighthouse will be pleased to show the Scouts over the building any day between 9 A.M. and one hour before sunset."
"Acknowledge and thank them, Neale. Say we hope to inspect the lighthouse tomorrow at 2 P.M."
"Has this point any name, sir," asked Phillips, indicating the northernmost limit of Seal Island.
"No, I think not," replied the Scoutmaster. "Suppose for our own convenience we give it a name. What shall it be?"
"Why not North Cape?" suggested Green.
"I am afraid it doesn't jut out sufficiently into the sea. It is bold and lofty; suppose we say North Head?"