"Five miles, I should say."

"And he told us that the third turn-off would lead us to Lonesome
Cove, did he not?"

"He did, but he made a mistake. This is Wet Cove."

"And a lonesome one, too, even if it isn't _the_ Lonesome one,"
chuckled Harriet.

"Then we cannot be so very far from our destination. I am sure this
isn't the place. We haven't come far enough. Why didn't we think of
that before we turned into this road?"

"If I knew where you wanted to go, I might be better able to answer
that question," reminded Jane. But the guardian was not to be caught
in Crazy Jane's trap, though it was too dark to reveal the quizzical
smile that wrinkled Miss Elting's face.

"I am not sure that I know myself, Jane," was her reply.

"You fully expected to find some one here, did you not?" teased
Harriet. "I might say that you looked to find a number of persons
here?"

"We won't discuss that now. Do you wish to spoil the little surprise
that I have been planning for you?"

"If this is your surprise, I don't think much of it," declared Jane