she said. "The Germans may have them as prisoners on one of the islands, or—oh, I don't know what."
"Can't you go in to Quimpaug," Garth said, "and call some people to help?"
"I couldn't leave you. Besides, Quimpaug never would wake up enough to help me. The Life Saving Station would be a better place. I can't understand why they haven't come long ago to find out about the Light."
"Of course that's the place to go!" Garth cried. He was twisting the edge of the sheet nervously. "Right away! The Germans may have Fogger and Mudder in their launch and be going out to a submarine at full speed. Oh, don't stop for anything, Joan! The Coast Guard people have a huge big power-boat that might catch them. Go!"
"And leave you here alone? Suppose that they came back, the Germans? Though I don't think they will. They must have been frightened when they saw the Light go on again." She made up her mind. "Yes, I will go. I'm sure they're not taking your father and mother to a submarine, but I do think they may be in danger. And the spies mustn't escape, if we
