THE BUNGALOW GIRL During the following day the occupants of the lightkeeper's dwelling saw little or nothing of the newcomers at the bungalow.

Brown, his forehead resembling a section of a relief map of the Rocky Mountains, remained indoors as much as possible, working when there was anything to do, and reading back-number magazines when there was not.

Seth went, as usual, to his room soon after noon.

His slumbers must, however, have been fitful ones, for several times the substitute assistant, turning quickly, saw the bedroom door swing silently shut.

The third time that this happened he ran to the door and threw it open in season to catch Mr.Atkins in an undignified dive for the bed.