The Stovers and their guest had departed.

Their buggy was out of sight beyond the dunes.

A slight noise startled the lightkeeper, and he looked up.

His helper was standing in the doorway, upon his face an expression of intense and delighted surprise.
"What ?" exclaimed Mr.Brown.

"What?
Is it really you ?" Seth put down the paper and nodded.
"Um-hm," he observed drily, "it's really me." "Up?
and WELL ?" queried Brown.
"Um-hm.