“Two boys and one giant,” laughed Johnny.
Late the next afternoon a boy and a girl stood on the deck of the Torentia, bound for America. The shoreline of Haiti was fast fading from their sight. America loomed far ahead. Already they were dreaming. Doris was seeing red, yellow, orange, pink and blue dresses without number. Johnny was dreaming of other far lands and strange adventures.
As for Curlie and Dot, who remained behind, they were seated beneath a great, wind-twisted cocoanut tree watching the ship grow small in the distance. Did they too dream? Beyond doubt they did; for Haiti is the land of sunlight and dreams.
So ends the story of the ‘Rope of Gold’. Johnny Thompson’s wanderings were not yet over, as you will see if you find time to read our next book, entitled, “The Arrow of Fire.”
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