CHAPTER XXVIII

THE TREASURE ON CORMORANT ISLAND Titty had gone to sleep with one idea firm in her head, and she woke up next morning with it still there. She crawled out to see what sort of a day it was. It was a fine day without much wind, just what she wanted, for she knew that if there had been a strong wind she and Roger would not have been allowed to go off in _Swallow_ by themselves, without the captain or the mate. “Wake up, Roger,” she called. “What’s the matter?” said Captain John. “Somebody may get it first.” “Get what?…