The sea of adventure by Enid Blyton

Author:Enid Blyton [Blyton, Enid]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: jack, Blyton
Published: 1948-02-24T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 17

A BOAT, A BOAT!

“DO YOU think it’s worth while keeping the fire going, if the aeroplanes belong to the enemy?” asked Lucy-Ann at last.

“Well, if we’re ever to be rescued, we shall have to show some kind of signal,” said Jack. “We’ll have to risk the aeroplanes seeing it. Perhaps, when no messages come through from Bill, motor-boats will come looking for us. Then they will see our signal, and come to the island.”

“I hope they do,” said Dinah. “I don’t want to be here for months. And it would be awful in the winter.”

“Good gracious! Don’t talk about being here for the winter!” said Lucy-Ann, in alarm. “Why, it’s only May!”

“Dinah’s looking on the black side of things as usual,” said Philip.

Dinah flared up. “I’m not! I’m being sensible. You always call being sensible ‘looking on the black side of things.’ “

“Oh, don’t quarrel just now, when we all ought to stick by each other,” begged Lucy-Ann. “And don’t put those rats near Dinah, Philip — don’t be mean just now!”

Philip snapped his fingers and the rats scurried back to his pockets. Kiki snorted.

“Three blind mice, see how they run, pop goes Kiki!”

“Arrrrr!” said Huffin, agreeing politely. It was really very comical the way he and Puffin seemed to talk to Kiki. They never said anything but “Arrrr,” but they said it in many different tones, and sounded quite conversational at times.

That night the children slept out in the open. It was a beautiful calm night, and the stars hung in the sky, big and bright. Lucy-Ann tried to keep awake to watch for shooting stars, which she loved, but she didn’t see any.

Her bed was very comfortable. The children had chosen thick heather to put their groundsheets and rugs on, and had used their extra clothes for pillows. A tiny breeze blew against their cheeks and hair. It was lovely lying there with the stars shining peacefully above, and the sound of the sea in the distance.

“It’s like the wind in the trees,” thought Lucy-Ann sleepily. “And the wind in trees is like the sound of the sea. Oh dear, I’m getting muddled — muddled — mud — “

The weather was still lovely the next day, and the spire of smoke from the signal fire went almost straight up in the air, there was so little wind. Jack and Philip took a good many bird-photographs, and Jack looked longingly over the steep bird-cliff, wishing he could climb down a little way and take some photographs of the birds there.

“Bill said not,” said Philip. “And I think we oughtn’t to. Suppose anything happened to us boys, what would the girls do? We’ve got heaps of fine photographs without bothering to take the eggs and birds on those ledges.”

“I wish the puffins had laid eggs,” said Jack. “I haven’t found a single puffin egg yet. It’s a bit too early, I suppose. How sweet baby puffins must look! I wish I could see some.”

“Well, you’re likely to, as things have turned out,” said Philip, with a half-comical groan.

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