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time. You can watch them from the lighthouse top. I wish I had wings like a gull - spread out wide - sitting on the wind as they glide!’
    ‘Sitting on the wind - yes, that’s exactly what they do!’ said Anne. ‘I just wish their cry didn’t sound so mournful, though.’
    Mrs Kirrin was half-inclined not to let the children go after all! The weather forecast was bad, and she pictured them sitting half-frozen, and perhaps very scared, in the old deserted light-house. But no sooner did she begin to wonder out loud if she ought to let them go than the children raised their voices in indignant chorus!
    ‘But we’ve ordered the CAR!’
    ‘And heaps of food! And Joan has packed up a big tin of all kinds of things. She even baked a special cake for us!’
    ‘Mother! How could you think of saying no when you’ve already said yes!’
    ‘All right, all right, dears!’ said Mrs Kirrin. ‘I wouldn’t really stop you going. But do send me a card or two, will you? That’s if there’s anywhere to post one!’

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    ‘Oh, there’s a tiny post-office in the village,’ said Tinker. ‘We’ll send a card every day.
    Then you’ll know we’re all right.’
    ‘Very well - but if a card doesn’t come I’ll be very worried,’ said Mrs Kirrin. ‘So please do keep your word! You won’t forget your anoraks will you - and your rubber boots, and...?’
    ‘Mother! I feel as if you’re going to mention umbrellas next!’ said George. ‘But honestly we’d be blown out to sea if we put an umbrella up on Demon’s Rocks. Tinker says there’s always a gale blowing round the coast there.’
    ‘You can think of us playing Slap Bang with our packs of cards, and having a fine time in the lighthouse while storms rage round and howl like demons!’ said Dick. ‘We’ll be sitting snug in our rugs, with ginger-beer beside us, and chocolate biscuits all round...’
    ‘Woof,’ said Timmy, at once, pricking his ears up at words he knew so well.
    ‘Ha - you think you’re going to feed on chocolate biscuits, do you, Tim?’ said Dick, ruffling the dog’s hairy head. ‘And please don’t interrupt the conversation. It’s not good manners.’
    ‘Woof’ said Timmy apologetically, and licked Dick’s nose.
    ‘I think you’d all better go to bed early tonight,’ said Mrs Kirrin. ‘You’ve still some packing to do tomorrow - and you say you’ve ordered the car for half past nine.’
    ‘We’ll be down to breakfast at eight o’clock sharp,’ said Julian. ‘I bet the Professor won’t be down till about eleven, and forget all about his bacon and eggs! Tinker, does your father ever have a really hot meal? I mean - it seems to me he either forgets them altogether, or wanders in hours late, and then doesn’t know if he’s having breakfast, dinner, or supper!’
    ‘Well, I can always eat up everything that’s there, if I think he’s forgotten to come,’ said Tinker, sensibly. ‘Mischief helps too. You’d be surprised how fond Mischief is of fat bacon.’
    ‘I’m not a bit surprised at anything Mischief does,’ said Julian. ‘I’m just wondering how we are going to put up with his tricks when we’re all cooped up in the light-house together! We can’t send him out into the garden then, to work off some of his high spirits. Aunt Fanny, do you know he took my pencil this morning and scribbled monkey-words all over my wall-paper? It’s a good thing I can’t read monkey-language for I’m sure he wasn’t scribbling anything polite!’
    ‘You’re not to say things like that about Mischief,’ said Tinker, offended. ‘He’s very good-mannered for a monkey. You should see some monkeys I know!’
    ‘I’d rather not, thanks,’ said Julian.
    Tinker was cross. He picked up Mischief and went out of the room. Soon there was the noise of a car out in the hall - one that needed repairing by the sound of it!
    ‘R-r-r-r-RRRRRR-r-r-r-r, OOOOOOPH, Rrrrrrr,