“I’ll have a look about the island.” Sperry was up and away.
A half hour later, just as Betty was thinking, “I should be out on the spotter platform right now,” Patsy came crashing through the door. Her face was white, her eyes bulging.
“The sub!” she whispered hoarsely. “It’s so close! I saw it! And there was a small boat, yes, and an airplane. There were men, many big men. I think they have come to carry us away.”
“This,” Betty thought, as she stood up, with shaking knees, “this is not one of Patsy’s dreams about Gremlins. It’s the real thing.”
Thirty seconds later she was racing with Norton and Patsy for the hotel.
“They’re invading the island,” Betty exclaimed as they burst into the lounge room of the hotel. “There’s a sub, a boat, an airplane, and many men.”
“Where? Where? Where?” came in a chorus.
“Where?” Betty turned to Patsy.
“By Bald Head,” was the prompt answer.
“The other end of the island,” Grandfather Norton explained in a steady voice.