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was very dark.

"I wish we had a light," whispered Joe.

"I have a flashlight in my pocket. But we can't use it now. Those men may be still around."

"Wouldn't the water spoil it?"

"No; I have it in a waterproof case. We can feel our way around these rocks until we get into the cove."

Cautiously, the boys made their way along the treacherous rocks. Once Joe lost his footing and slipped into the water with a splash. Instantly both boys remained motionless, fearing the sound had attracted the attention of the men in the cove. But there was not a sound.

Joe was ankle-deep in water, but he clambered up on the rocks again and they continued their journey.

They had landed at a point some twenty-five yards away from the entrance to the cove, but the rocks were so treacherous and the journey