est to-morrow."

"It doesn't take you long to straighten out," said Ed, with a jovial
smile. "One minute you're rescuing fat boys from the salty ocean, and
the next you look as charming as--er--as----"

"As a mermaid," finished Walter.

"How do you do it?" Norton wanted to know. "This is the first long motor
trip I've taken, and I'm wearing the collar of your brother, with the
necktie of Ed. I can't seem to find a thing of my own."

"It is all done by system," said Cora.

"Hear! Hear!" cried Jack, English fashion. "Sis will kindly elucidate the
system."

"Finish your supper!" ordered Cora. "We want you boys to help carry around
some of our trunks. We're going to place them differently."

"More work," groaned Ed.

But the meal was finally over and the boys put the trunks in the rooms of
the various girls. Mrs. Chester had engaged the wife of one of the Cove
fishermen to come in to help with the house-work, so the two chaperones
could leave the dishes to her while they helped the girls settle their
apartments. The bungalow was of ample size, and they were sure to be
comfortable.

The boys did some "straightening-out," but it was more honored in the
breach than in the observance. When they wanted a thing they "pawed" over
their suit cases until they found it, letting the other articles settle
where they might.

They were all out on the porch, talking and laughing over the events of
the day, Cora being called upon to recount her experiences in making the
rescue.

"Cora," spoke Eline softly, when some of the motor boys and girls had
voted for a stroll down to the beach, "what was it you meant when you
said you recalled the name Margaret?"

"Oh, yes. I'm glad you spoke of that. Do you remember the name of the
woman I found in the garage the night of the fire?"

"Mrs.--Mrs.----" Eline paused.

"Mrs. Margaret Raymond," supplied Cora.

"Yes, that was it. What of her?"

"Well, the light keeper has a sister who is missing. Her name is Margaret,
too. She is the aunt of the girl in the red bathing suit."

"Does anything follow from that?"

"Suppose I told you that as soon as I saw Mr. Haley, the keeper of the
light, I was sure I had seen his face before?"

"Ah!" Eline was quick to grasp at a suggestion.

"Of course I have never seen him before," went on Cora. "But his sister
must bear some resemblance to him; don't you think, Eline?"

"I should say so--yes."

"Then take the name Margaret--the fact that h