, that the telegrapher had no difficulty in reading his writing, Larry started back to the scene of the wreck. H

asant frame of mind. But it was part of the game, and Larry's "beat" wa

good advantage and had brought nearly all the passengers ashore in the breeches buoy. They we

shed. And it was only just in time, for, not more than an hour after the commander had staggered up the beach, wo

desire for an interview with the commander of the Olivia, and the matter was soon

d bar. He related some of the scenes during their wait to be rescued, told of the high seas and terrible winds, an

as Mah Retto. The name, though peculiar, Larry thought, was not dissimilar to scores of others, f

o the telegraph office a

s missing Mah Retto. I'll just stop on my way to the telegraph office and s

e fisherman was still down on the beach, aiding the life savers to pack their apparatus for transportation back to the station.

the foreigner, sitting comfortably by the fire. But the rescued man

odshed," thought Larr

was not

ere is something queer in this, and I'm going to fin

atch of copy had been sent off, as had most of Peter's stuff. As the representative o

ot a better stor

addition to his story, the interview with the captain, finishing with an account of the missing Mah Retto. He t

g reporter, as he signed his name to the last shee

ns. Telling the operator he would call in about two hours

n would be to go back to the fisherman's cabin. He wanted to talk with B

ut when Larry arrived, and

e eating something,

first time," replied the y

," went on Bailey. "I

s go

on

a while ago and there

acon and making fresh coffee I didn't notice it. But that reminds me, I haven

ere few places where a person could conceal himself, and they v

oked on a small table in the room where the

n on the fly leaf tor

saving my life. Please take this s

lded in the paper was a hundred-dollar bil

ndred dollars! That's more than I make in a summer season. But h

l I want. But I would like to find this Mah Retto, if that's his name. He doesn

n the hundred-dollar one, I reckon y

ht and shining on the floor attracted his attention. He stooped to pick it up, fi

d this," Larry said, ho

ps it will help you solve the mystery," the fi

bout to leave the room, when the fisherman, who was lifting from the

it?" as

shaved his off and left it here. Ho

y. "I knew he had a beard o

mured Bailey, in

wn the beach when the life savers came, I was in here. The man stuck his head from the

we pulled him from the wate

h of seaweed I had thought was a beard. Then you called me to hurry out, and I forgot all about it until now. Bu

ey admitted. "Wonder where he g

elt, around his waist," Larry answered. "That's probably where he

r just such things as this," said the fishe

y replied. "I'll

adventures before he got at the bottom of the queer s