light—two long and two short, two long and two short—till I thought I should scream. Suddenly Jerry said:
"Are you hungry, Chris?"
I said that I was n't, and asked him if he was. But he said:
"No, not very."
There were real waves on the Wecanicut side of the Monster now, and the wind was still blowing from that direction harder than ever. Now and then a drop of spray would flick my cheek, and I think the sound of the wind around the rock was really more horrid than the noise the water made. It seemed like midnight, but it was really quite early in the evening, when Jerry saw the lights bobbing along the shore of Wecanicut. They were lanterns, two of them, and they stopped quite often, as if the people were looking for something. For a minute I could n't even