"
"All right," agreed Tom. "What I said is all so except the foolishness.
I can't see what the boy looks like. I can just make out a figure
between the two fires. It looks slight like a boy. That's all I can make
out. There are some trees over there just this side of the fires, and it
looks as if we could make a landing close up to the fires. There seems
to be a little bay there."
"Thank you," said Jack in a tone of relief. "We'll run close in and try
to find out what's the matter. Maybe the stranger can help us get our
bearings. Lucky the fog lifted when it did or we would have piled up
high and dry on this beach!"
As the Fortuna approached the little bight indicated by Tom, they
discovered that there would be plenty of water to enable the Fortuna to
run close inshore and permit of their landing easily. Tom and Harry
busied themselves with clearing away one of the metal boats carried on
the cabin roof and preparing to lower it when the Fortuna should come to
rest. Upon completing their task, Tom stood up for another view of the
beach which they were approaching.
"Look, Jack!" he cried. "Can you see the boy over there wig-wagging at
us? Isn't that the Boy Scout wig-wag?"
"Sure enough, it is!" declared Jack excitedly. "Take this flag and
answer him. You're in a good place up there."
He passed the flag up to Tom as he spoke. All four lads watched with
intentness the figure on the beach, while Tom prepared to reply to his
further signals with his flag grasped in both hands.
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