The next day at breakfast Benny said, “Let’s name the houseboat The Sam and Dolly today. That would make Sam laugh if he could see it.”
The family always ate on the deck now. They liked it better than the galley.
Benny looked at the row of gulls sitting on the railing. “The only trouble with eating out here is you gulls,” he said. “You watch every bite.”
Jessie said, “I wonder where all those gulls go. They just come here for meals.”
Mr. Alden replied, “They must go fifty miles down the river to the ocean.”
When breakfast was over, the gulls flew away. Benny climbed up the ladder to change the name of the houseboat. It was The Sam and Dolly today.
Violet was holding a glass of orange juice in her hand. She stood up to watch Benny and stepped back to see better. Her foot hit the sandbox. Splash! Orange juice went everywhere. It was all over the clean white sand.
“Oh, look where it went!” said Violet. “We need that sand to put out fires. Wait! I can get it off.” She took a spoon and a cup. Then she very carefully scraped off every bit of wet sand.
“I don’t think I lost a spoonful of sand,” she said.
“No harm done,” said Jessie. “We promised to keep the sandbox filled up to the line and it is.”
The Aldens floated slowly down the beautiful river. They sat on the front deck.
Benny was looking straight down the river from the roof. He said, “Something is right in the way. What is it?”
Henry said, “It looks like an island.”
It was indeed an island, but a very small one. Here the river was a little wider. As the Aldens floated nearer, they saw that the island was made of rock. A few bushes grew here and there on small spots of sand. As they came still nearer, a great crowd of sea gulls rose in the air, calling and screaming.
Benny climbed down the ladder. “This is where the gulls live!” he said. “There must be a million.”
Henry laughed. He said, “Hold on, Ben. Not a million, but a lot of gulls for one small island.”
There were some posts in the water. Henry said, “This was once a dock. You can see where it was. Let’s float in. We’ve already scared the gulls anyway.”
The gulls had flown off, but when the boat stopped moving, the birds began to come back. One by one they came. Some sat on the posts. Some landed on the rocks. The place was soon thick with gulls.
“Let’s call this Gull Island,” Benny said.
Henry pointed at an enormous gull on a post. “What a picture that would make!” he said. He rushed to the cabin to get his camera.
“Take two pictures,” said Jessie. “One may not come out very well. Oh, look at the duck!” She pointed at a bird which was flying back again behind the rocks. “Let’s go ashore and see where it went.”
The Aldens stepped into the water from the boat and waded ashore. The gulls rose in the air, screaming loudly. The Aldens climbed over the stones and looked over the top of the big rock. There was the duck swimming around in the water. Seven baby ducks followed her. Sometimes they put their bills in the water and caught bugs. Sometimes they turned upside down.
Violet said, “Aren’t they cute, Henry? See if you can get a picture of a duckling upside down. You can only see its tail.”
Henry snapped the camera. He said, “I think two of them were upside down, and the mother duck, too.”
Something made Benny look away from the island toward the riverbank. There stood a lovely white bird!
“Look, Henry!” Benny whispered. “Take a picture. It’s a white heron.”
Benny waded back to the boat and asked Grandfather for the field glasses. He looked through them at the bird. It was beautiful, standing on one leg in the water, its lacy white topknot blowing in the wind.
“That’s an egret,” said Grandfather. “Sometimes they fly this far north. Take its picture, Henry.”
The bird was quiet, and Henry could work slowly. He snapped one picture and then another.
Benny looked through the field glasses again. All at once he whispered, “Henry! Something is behind that egret. Something white. Just look.”
Henry looked in the camera finder. Then he looked toward the bird as if he were going to take another picture.
Benny whispered, “I think it’s a man in a white shirt.”
“Right, Ben,” agreed Henry. “But why is he hiding behind a tree? He thinks the tree hides him, but I can see an arm sticking out on each side.”
Snap, went the camera. “I have a picture of two arms and two shoulders,” said Henry. “I wonder if he came here to watch us? And why?”
“I don’t know,” said Benny. “But I think that is just what he’s doing.” Then one arm moved.
“Keep watching him,” said Benny excitedly. “If he starts to leave, take another picture.”
A minute went by. Suddenly the man moved. He didn’t walk or run. He bent down and scrambled through the bushes. Henry snapped two more pictures before the man was out of sight.
“I hope these pictures are good,” Benny said.
Grandfather said, “It’s too bad Henry doesn’t have his long-distance lens on the camera.”
“I do,” said Henry. “All these pictures will be big. And now the next thing is to get these pictures printed.”
“Right,” said Benny. “Let’s watch for a landing.”
The four Aldens climbed aboard the houseboat, and Henry poled it away from the island. Soon they were floating down the river.
Benny and Henry watched the riverbanks for a landing. Benny was looking for something else, too. He thought he might see the man in the white shirt again, but he did not. Once he thought he saw a car parked in the woods, but he wasn’t sure. It was not far from Gull Island.
At last The Sam and Dolly came to a landing. Even in their excitement the Aldens did not forget to lock the houseboat.
When they found a drugstore in the small town, Benny spoke to the clerk. He said, “We have some very important pictures in our camera. How soon can we have prints?”
The clerk laughed. He said, “I’m sure you must have pictures of the President of the United States. I do develop my own pictures. I’m not very busy so I’ll develop the film right now if you hand it over.”
“Oh, thank you!” said five voices. “We’ll wait.”
The clerk began to think the pictures were really important. “You can sit at the counter,” he said. “I’ll hurry.”
In less than half an hour the man handed Henry prints of the pictures. The Aldens crowded around and Violet said, “Those pictures are large. That lens is a wonderful thing, Henry.”
Then Benny said one single word, “Look!”
He pointed at the white shoulders of the man in the bushes. Right behind him was a very faint picture of a face!
“There were two men,” said Benny.
Henry studied the picture. “There certainly is another man,” he agreed.
Violet said, “Do you think the men were watching our houseboat? They must have some reason for hiding from us. What could it be?”
“Benny and I think the men were watching us, too,” Henry said. “They wouldn’t hide if they weren’t doing something wrong.”
“Do you think we ought to give these pictures to the police?” asked Benny.
“Yes,” said Grandfather. “But let’s go back to the houseboat first.”
“Yes,” said Henry. “I have a feeling somebody wants to get on the houseboat when we are not there. It happened once. It could happen again.”
Henry and Benny soon poled the boat away from the landing. Once again they were in the middle of the river.
Henry put the pictures in his suitcase.
“A boat is coming!” called Jessie.
“I see it,” said Grandfather. “It’s the Coast Guard. Maybe they have heard of a houseboat with too many names and want to look us over. The Coast Guard has to do that. It has to find out what every boat is doing. And if any boatman is breaking the law, the Coast Guard can go aboard and search the boat. It can even arrest a boatman.”
Two men were on the Coast Guard boat. They steered carefully around The Sam and Dolly.
The men shouted to Henry, “Want to drop your anchor?” Henry threw it overboard at once.
“Come aboard,” called Grandfather. “My name is James Alden.”
“Yes, I know,” said the older man, smiling. He had several large fish on a string. He stepped aboard the houseboat, but the other man stayed on the Coast Guard boat.
“We just pulled these fellows out of the river. Would you like them?”
Jessie smiled and took the fish with thanks.
The stranger went on, “The houseboat has so many names that I wanted to see the crew.”
“Well, these are my grandchildren,” said Mr. Alden. “This is Captain Henry and his first mate, Benny. Jessie is the cook, and Violet the washerwoman.”
“I’m Commander Williams,” said the man. “I hope the washerwoman is stronger than she looks.”
“Yes, Violet is a tough girl,” said Benny. “Come and see our laundry tub. Come right through the cabin to the rear deck and I’ll show you.”
The Commander went along with Benny. He noticed that everything was clean. He even noticed the fire pail and the sandbox. But before he had time to look for a laundry tub, Violet had jumped into the river and was climbing into the rope seat.
“Well, I never saw anything like that!” exclaimed Commander Williams. “Did you make it?”
“Henry made it,” said Violet. “I do the washing, and Jessie hangs it out.” Then she swam off and climbed up on the deck.
“Your boat is all shipshape,” the commander said. “You do very well with your housekeeping. Do you enjoy this kind of life?”
“Oh, we’re having a neat time!” answered Benny. “Something new every day.”
“Is that so?” said the visitor. “What, for instance?”
Suddenly the Aldens looked serious and Mr. Alden said, “I’m really very glad you came, Commander.”
“We all feel that something is wrong,” said Henry.
“Wrong with the houseboat?”
“The houseboat is all right. The trouble is along the river,” said Henry.
Benny said, “We’re beginning to think there is something mysterious going on.”
“Well, I must tell you that the police officers think this, too,” said Mr. Williams. “They asked the Coast Guard to help. We often work together. They think something is going on, but they need some proof.”
“We may have some proof,” said Henry. “Let me show you the pictures I took at Gull Island.” He got the pictures of the white egret and handed them to the commander.
“Very good!” said Mr. Williams. He took out a small magnifying glass to look at the pictures.
“Do you see what I see, Captain Henry?” he asked.
“Well, I see the man hiding and the face of another man farther away, if that’s what you mean.”
“No, I mean the black ring on the man’s left hand.” He handed the glass and the best picture to Henry.
Henry looked closely through the glass. “Well, we missed it!” he said. “I never noticed that ring. Did you, Jessie?”
“No,” said Jessie. “Let me look.”
“Me, too,” said Benny.
Benny looked at the picture. “Oh!” he said excitedly. “I’ve seen that black ring before, Henry! Don’t you remember at the Elm Tree Inn I told you about the man who drove so fast with his right hand? That very ring was on his left hand. I saw it as he held the window!”
“Yes,” said Henry. “I remember.”
The commander said, “Good! Then that’s one more thing we know.” He leaned back in his chair. “What else do you know about this trouble along the river?” He looked at Benny as he spoke.
“We know six people who are worried. They are all too scared to talk. Then somebody took a vase at the auction at Pomfret Landing.”
Jessie said, “When we came back to the houseboat after the auction, we smelled cigarette smoke. Our clock was gone. We think someone has a key.”
Commander Williams nodded. He said, “Maybe I can explain that. Before you came, there was a family who named the houseboat The Blue Heron. They were careless with the key. One day they left it in the lock all morning while they went shopping. I happened to need a new key for my supply room, so I went to the locksmith. I was surprised to see a man slipping out the back way. I asked the locksmith who it was, but he didn’t want to tell. That made me wonder. At last he said that the man had wanted a new key to match the one from Mr. Rivers’ houseboat. So maybe that is how someone got in while you were away.”
“But who was the man?” asked Benny.
“That’s what I don’t know,” said the commander. “Maybe it would help if you’d tell me the names of the people who are worried.”
“Sam and Jeff at April Center,” began Benny. “And Mrs. Young and her sister at the candy store at Pomfret Landing, and a waitress at Second Landing. And I don’t know about a boy in a red cap.”
“You don’t think the boy in the red cap was the person on your houseboat while you were gone?”
“No!” said Benny. “I don’t think he was. I liked him.”
“Do you know that the boy in the red cap is Mrs. Young’s son?”
“No,” answered Benny. “So that’s why she is so worried!”
“Yes, she has plenty to worry about. That boy came home with twenty-five dollars and wouldn’t tell his mother where he got it. She thinks he is getting into trouble.”
“I think she’s right,” nodded Henry.
Commander Williams stood up. “Now I must go. If you let me have one of those pictures, I’ll pass it on to the police. It may help them.”
“Glad to help,” said Henry.
“Thank you for the fish,” added Jessie. |