Frank and Andy Afloat; Or, The Cave on the Island

by Vance Barnum

"Where was he?" inquired the old seaman, and the brothers described the location.

"By Neptune!" suddenly exclaimed the captain. "I shouldn't wonder but what he was going to Cliff Island!"

"Cliff Island!" cried Frank.

"Yes, you know that group of rocks—it's not much more than ten miles from the Shark Teeth."

"Sure we know where it is," agreed Andy "But no one lives on it. It's as desolate as a volcano."

"All the better for what that man wanted," declared die captain. "Take my word for it he's gone there with the damaged motor boat, though why I can't say. But he wants to be let alone, and that's the best place he could pick out for the purpose. Why don't you go there?"

"I believe we will!" cried Frank. "We didn't know just how to begin the search, but that's the best clue yet."

"On to Cliff Island!" cried Andy.

"Hush! Not so loud," cautioned his brother. "You can't tell who might hear you."

Then, having ordered the lobsters, they hurried away to take the train for Mardene to get the sailboat. Once more they were on the search for the mysterious man.