The sailors, having secured their boat, came straggling after the rest.
When Edna reached the entrance to the caves, she was met by her brother, so much out of breath that he could hardly speak.
"You needn't go to your room to get your things," he exclaimed.

"I have gathered them all up, your bag, too, and I have tumbled them over the wall in the entrance back here.

You must get over as quick as you can.
That will be your room now, and I will tell the sailors, if they go poking around, that you are in there getting ready to leave, and then, of course, they can't pass along the passage." "That is a fine idea," said Edna, as she followed him.

"You are getting very sharp-witted, Ralph." "Now, then," said he, as he helped her over the wall, "take just as long as you can to get your things ready." "It can't take me very long," said Edna.

"I have no clothes to change, and only a few things to put in my bag.