rescued Lady Jane in the old days and so on.â He blinked his eyes again in astonishment. âI never believed the stories until now, though young Jack does. But I see now that youâre finer than anything in any tale.â
âSee, Scarlett,â said Lucy. âHeâs sorry for what he did.â The mermaids all swam a little closer to the green boat.
âThat I am, miss, make no mistake,â said John.
âWell, if youâre really sorry,â said Scarlett slowly, from her narrow bench in the boat, âthen I take back those nasty things I said to you. Iâll trust you not to trap us like lobsters caught in a pot. And perhaps,â she added, âyou might even be able to help us.â
âBut how can a human help a mermaid, Scarlett?â asked Sophie, looking up at her friend.
âIâve got an idea about that,â Scarlett explained. âWe can all see that itâs too dangerous to swim past Sandy Bay Island just now. There are lots of small fishing boats, like this one, going in and out of the harbor. And if we swim underwater, we might get caught in the nets of the bigger boats.â
âSo whatâs your idea, Scarlett?â asked Holly.
âI donât see how I can help you,â puzzled John. He still couldnât believe that he was talking to six mermaids.
âCould you take us in your boat to a really quiet and secret spot on the Island?â Scarlett asked him. âIf we all crouch down at the bottom of the boat, no one will see us. Then we could stay in the hiding place until the evening. Thatâs when most of you humans are resting and it will be safer for us to continue our journey.â
âThereâs Cauldron Cliff on the far side of the Island,â replied John thoughtfully. âThereâs no way down to the beach from the cliff top. And getting there by boat is tricky if youâre not used to steering around the rocks. That keeps folks away from it.â
âIt sounds perfect,â said Ellie. âThat is, if you wouldnât mind taking us there in your boat, John?â
âMind?â replied the fisherman. His tanned, open face broke into a broad smile. âOf course I donât mind. Itâs not every day I get to talk with the Merfolk. Hop in, my dears.â
So Holly, Lucy, Misty, Ellie, and Sophie quickly pulled themselves over the side ofthe faded green boat. Then John hid them under a piece of old sailcloth.
âYouâll be safe there,â he said. âAnd it wonât take us long to reach Cauldron Cliff.â
The mermaids lay quietly as John steered the little boat over the choppy waves. This surely had to be the strangest part of their adventures so far!
Chapter Three
âHere we are,â said John. âThis is Cauldron Cliff.â
Scarlett and her friends peered over the sailcloth that was covering them. They saw a tall, scooped-out cliff, towering above a lonely beach. The cliff really did look a bit like a hollow witchâs cauldron. The jagged rocks gleamed purplish-brown, and the pale sand glistened in the middaysunshine. No one was there except for a few seabirds.
âThis will be a marvelous hiding place,â said Scarlett.
âThank you, John,â said Lucy shyly. âI never believed a human could be so kind.â
âAnd I never believed there were folks like you,â he replied. âI canât wait to tell them at home.â
âThatâs the problem,â Ellie sighed. âIf you told other humans, they might want to capture us. We do like you, John. And we are grateful for your help, but â¦â
âBut what?â he asked, with a look of surprise on his face.
âBut we canât allow you to remember meeting us,â said Scarlett, in a determined voice. âGood-bye, John.â
One by one, the mermaids dived into the waves from the boat. They formed a circle around it and began to sing:
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Marjorie Pinkerton Miller