But will I ever be able to row back ? '' Presently , however , he was able to grip his oars again and pull for the lighthouse , whose beacon loomed dimly through the fog like a great blur of whiter mist . The men , obedient to his orders , lay quietly where he had placed them , and before long Natty was back again at the lighthouse landing , where Prue was waiting , wild with anxiety . The men were helped out and assisted up to the lighthouse , where Natty went to hunt up dry clothes for them , and Prue flew about to prepare hot drinks . `` To think that that child saved us ! '' exclaimed one of the men . `` Why , I did n't think a grown man had the strength to do what he did . He is your brother , I suppose , Miss Miller . You have another brother , I think ? '' `` Oh , yes -- Everett -- but he is away , '' explained Prue . `` We heard your shouts and Natty insisted on going at once to your rescue . '' `` Well , he came just in time . I could n't have held on another minute -- was so done up I could n't have moved or spoken all the way here even if he had n't commanded me to keep perfectly still . '' Natty returned at this moment and exclaimed , `` Why , it is Mr. Barr . I did n't recognize you before . '' `` Barr it is , young man . This gentleman is my friend , Mr. Blackmore . We have been celebrating Victoria Day by a shooting tramp over Little Bear . We hired a boat from Ford at the Harbour Head this morning -- the Cockawee , he called her -- and sailed over . I do n't know much about running a boat , but Blackmore here thinks he does .
We were XXXXX the other side of the island when the fog came up .
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