CHAPTER XXV.
THE GHOST OF BARNEY MULLOY.
"Another calm!" Bart growled, in disgust.

Night was approaching, and the _Sarah Jane_ lay becalmed a mile from shore and nearly ten miles from Sea Cove.

The shore, high and sandy, was plainly visible, with pretty cottages among some trees a short distance back from the edge of the water.

The Slocums had a good glass, which brought all this out with much distinctness.
"If we could just draw the land near enough with that glass to jump ashore!" Inza sighed.
"I've a plan almost as good," said Frank.
This plan was to have the Slocums set them ashore in the dory.

By a little questioning in writing, they learned from the fishermen that the group of cottages was Glen Springs, and that there was a telegraph-office there and a daily visit by a small steamer from New York, but no railway.