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 trail and—and—but I can't talk in this noise and watch my step at the same time. Wait till we get there."

When the pair reached the house, Miller opened the door, locked it carefully after them, and, exhorting Legs to back him up, made a thorough search of the lower floor. Everything appeared intact, and Luke was still busily snoring away in his cubicle. Then followed a thorough examination of the upper floor, with the assistance of the lamp. Nothing exciting there. A glance through the window showed the light still gleaming through the window of Cape Peril. On the heights beyond, another fire was glowing. To Legs' uneasy inquiries Cat explained this as probably another beacon.

Then they betook themselves to their bedroom and stretching out on their cots, started to swap yarns. First came Legs's find and its sequel; then Cat told of the killing of the shark.

"I might 'a been inside that sucker right this minute," speculated the narrator at the end of his shark tale, "if my foot had slipped. Gee! You were lucky Legs, he'd a swiped one of your props sure."