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E. "There! At last!" cried Billie, flinging the rope aside and trying to
lift one of the little girls. She found it surprisingly easy, for the
child was pitifully thin. She staggered to her feet, holding the little
form tight to her. Laura and Vi each took one of the children and Connie
offered to help whoever gave out first. Then they started back to the
lighthouse. Luckily for them, the wind was at their backs, or they never
could have made the trip back. When they reached the Point they found
that most of the crowd had dispersed. Only a few stragglers remained to
talk over the tragedy in awed and quiet whispers. These stared as the
girls with their strange burdens fought their way toward the door of the
lighthouse. Some even started forward as though to offer assistance, but
the girls did not notice them. Through the window Billie could see Uncle
Tom standing before his mantelpiece, head dropped wearily on his arm.
Then Connie opened the door and they burst in upon him. "Oh, Uncle Tom!"
she gasped. "Please come here, quick!" CHAPTER XXIV THREE SMALL
SURVIVORS It did not take Uncle Tom very long, experienced as he was, to
bring the three children back to consciousness. As it was, they had been
more affected by the cold and the fright than anything else, for the
raft, crude as it was, had kept them above the surface of the waves an