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APTAIN! Captain Sully!"

Out a little from the village on the cliff road leading to the coast-guard station Captain Jonah Sully halted, turned around, and peered through the darkness at a figure that was hurrying after him.

"Be you callin' me?" he inquired; then, in recognition: "Oh, it's you, miss, be it? Evenin' to you—evenin'!"

Janet answered him in little gasps, out of breath from her run.

"Good evening, captain," she said. "I was afraid I was never going to catch you. I want to talk to you for a few minutes."

"Why surely—sure-lee," invited the late skipper of the Mary K. Jones affably.

"Alone," went on Janet. "Where we won't be overheard."

"Why sure—"

"We can go over here a little way," she continued hurriedly, taking his arm and leading him from the road toward the cliff.

Captain Jonah Sully submitted in some wonder, but without hesitation.

"Reckon my luck's turned," observed he, with a chuckle. "Ain't had any young ladies runnin' after me