"Sam-er-er-Jim-er-James B-B-Brown," I said at last. "Sam Jim James Brown!" he said, in his buttery tones, "well, Sam Jim James Brown, what is it you want here?" I told him again about the boat, and how they told us at Lanesport that Captain Bannister was coming to Rogers's Island to look for her. "What kind of a boat is it?" said the other man.

"What did he look like?" Mrs. Sommers was very sober. Her smile congealed. "Black hair, and young, and good-lookin', and b-b-brown eyes, and " "God!" "Vic," cried Betty Neal, "what is it!" She looked around her in terror. "It's Barry." He turned towards the door, and then stopped, in an agony of indecision. Betty Neal was before him, blocking the way with her arms outstretched.