ou are a dear, good little
sister, and we do bother you tremendously sometimes. Stay you here, and
I will ask aunt to let us go to the beach.'

"Alfred soon returned, stating that his aunt had said Yes at once to his
request; 'But,' he added, laughing, 'I think she did not know very well
what she was saying, she was so busy talking to the rector.'

"Natilie was quite willing to accompany us, and very soon we were down
on the beach; but whichever way we looked we could not see any trace of
the missing Patrick. All of a sudden Alfred gave a shout, and pointed in
the direction of some great high rocks upon which stood a light-house.

"'See, Vea, there is Wild Dick running upon the rocks!' cried Alfred
excitedly.

"'Where?' said Vea, standing on tip-toe, and straining her head forward
towards the place Alfred was pointing out.

"'I see von boy,' said Natilie, in her strange broken English. 'Him not
be Master Patrick. I know him now for that same wicked boy Mrs. Berkley
forbid you speak to.'

"'But I tell you Patrick is with him,' said Alfred, showing he knew more
about his brother's movements than he had owned at first. 'Dick offered
to help him to find some sea-birds' eggs, and they have gone off to get
them now.'

"At this moment the boy called Dick observed us, and as soon as he did
so he began to make signs in a most excited manner to us to hasten.

[Illustration: WILD DICK.]

"'There has been some accident to Master Patrick, I much fear,' said
Natilie, beginning to run. 'Oh, when will that boy be good?'

"On coming closer to Dick, it soon became evident that an accident had
really happened; and in a few moments more they learned that the
unfortunate Patrick, in climbing the rocks, had lost his footing, and
had fallen down from a considerable height.

"'I think he's broken his leg, miss,' said Dick to Vea. 'And how he is
to be taken out of that 'ere hole he has fallen into, is what I'd like
very much to know.'

"'Do show us where he is, Dick,' said Vea. 'Oh, be quick; he may die if
his leg is not attended to at once!'

"It was no easy matter to scramble over the stony beach to the place
where Patrick was lying; and rather a pitiable sight it was to see him
with his leg doubled under him, and with a face so very pale that it was
no wonder Vea cried out with pure horror, for she evidently thought he
was going to faint, or die altogether, perhaps.

"'Oh, what shall we do?' cried Vea. 'How are we to get him