Chapter 25 A SCREAM IN THE NIGHT

The object that had caught Turkey Trot's eye as he skirted the log-strewn beach was a rowboat that, bumping on the beach now and then as if in a futile attempt to drive itself ashore, lifted its prow in the air.

"It's Tillie's!" he breathed as they came close.

"It is." Jeanne's tone was low.

"The anchor's gone. Painter cut." The boy's trai