to do the work. You can have her stop at night, if you want to."

"But, Uncle----"

"Must hurry, Louise," hastily said Cap'n Abe as he heard the bedcords
creak and the patter of the girl's feet on the matting. "Cap'n Am'zon
knows of a craft that'll sail to-day from Boston and I must jine her
crew. Good-bye!"

He was gone. Louise, throwing on the negligee, hurried to the screened
window. The fog had breathed upon the wires and clouded them. She
heard the door open below, a step on the porch, and then a muffled:

"Bye, Am'zon. Don't take no wooden money. I'm off."

A shrouded figure passed up the road and was quickly hidden by the fog.




CHAPTER VI

BOARDED BY PIRATES

Louise could not go back to sleep. She drew the ruffles of the
negligee about her throat and removed the sliding screen the better to
see into the outer world.

There was a movement in the fog, for the rising breeze ruffled, it.
Full daybreak would bring its entire dissipation. Already the mist