at Camp Mystery. Then, as they were very sleepy, they locked up, leaving Maybe stretched out before the glowing fire, and turned into the bunks.
Contrary to their expectations, nothing happened all night. In fact they did not wake up until morning, when the sun was streaming into the cabin. Then Sammy jumped up, looked at the clock, and cried:
"After eight; and Mr. Jessup isn't home yet!"
"Maybe his sister is worse," suggested Frank. "Let's get breakfast, and then we can decide on what to do."
They made a good meal, and then, after talking matters over, they made up their minds that the best thing to do would be to take a walk about the island. If they saw no signs of Mr. Jessup by noon, they planned to go over to the mainland, and perhaps give up their camp at Mystery, to go home.
"For, though we'd like to stay here alone, first rate," said Sammy, "our folks might not like it, or think it safe. They let us come because they thought Mr. Jessup was going to be with us, and if he isn't, we ought to go home."
"I s'pose so," sighed Bob, "but it's mighty jolly here."
"Even with the old hermit, and the counterfeiters," spoke Frank.
"Oh, the old hermit never will bother us," declared Sammy. "And maybe the counterfeiters have been gone a long time."
"And maybe Mr. Jessup will send someone to stay with us, if he can't come back himself," went on Bob. "Then we could stay all right."
"Say, that would be fine!" cried Frank. "It may happen, too. We'll wait a bit about going back."
They decided this would be a fair thing to do, and, after putting the cabin to rights, after their morning meal, and planning what they would have for dinner, they set out for a tramp about the island, Maybe the dog going with them.
