was the richest person in all the world!’ she said.
‘You’re very lucky, Tinker.’
‘Am I?’ said Tinker, thinking it over, ‘Well, you can have half the view, if you like. I don’t want it all.’
Julian laughed, and clapped the boy on the back. ‘We’ll all share it, while we’re here!’ he said. ‘Come on - let’s unpack and arrange everything. Girls, you had better sleep here in this living-room - and we three boys will sleep down in the bedroom. That all right by you, Tinker?’
‘Fine - so long as you don’t mind Mischief sleeping with us,’ said Tinker. ‘Anyway I expect Timmy will sleep with the girls.’
‘Woof,’ said Timmy, agreeing. He was certainly not going to sleep anywhere without George!
They all had fun unpacking, and putting the things in the diferent places. ‘Store-room for that,’ Julian said, ‘and living-room for this and this - and bedroom for these rugs -
thought these two had better go to the living-room, because the girls will sleep there.’
‘Cards for the living-room,’ said Dick, handing them to Anne. ‘And books. And papers.
Gosh, we mustn’t forget to send a card each day to Aunt Fanny. We promised we would.’
‘Well, she’ll know we arrived safely today because the car-driver will be sure to send a message to her,’ said George. ‘But tomorrow we’ll go down to the village and buy a stock of post-cards - and we’ll send one every single day. I know Mother will worry if we don’t.’
‘All mothers are worriers,’ said Dick. ‘It’s a nuisance - but on the other hand it’s one of the nice things about them. Now then - what about a game of cards?’
And there they all are in the light-house, playing cards with shouts and laughter, Timmy and Mischief watching. You do have fun together, Five, don’t you?
Chapter Eleven
JEREMIAH BOOGLE
When it began to get dark, Tinker left the card-table, and fetched an old-fashioned oil-lamp. He shook it.
‘It’s still got some oil in,’ he said. ‘Good. I’ll light it, then we can see properly.’
‘What a pity we can’t light the great oil-lamp at the top of the light-house,’ said George.
‘That must have been the light-house keeper’s great moment - lighting up the lamp to
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warn ships away. I wonder who first thought of a light-house - someone whose folk sailed, and might be wrecked on rocks, I suppose?’
‘One of the first great light-houses was built ages ago on an island called Pharos at the mouth of the Nile, not far from the great port of Alexandria,’ said Julian.
‘What was it built of - stone, like this one?’ asked Tinker.
‘No. It was built of white marble,’ said Julian. ‘I thought of it today when we went up the spiral staircase here - because the Pharos light-house had one too - much, much bigger than ours.’
‘What was their lamp like?’ asked Tinker.
‘I don’t know if it had a lamp,’ said Julian. ‘It’s said that an enormous fire was built each night on the top of the light-house, whose flames could be seen by ships a hundred miles away!’
‘Goodness - it must have been a pretty high light-house, then, this Pharos!’ said Dick.
‘Well, it was supposed to be 600 feet high!’ said Julian.
‘Whew! I wonder the wind didn’t blow it down!’ said Dick. ‘Let’s go and see it one day - if it’s still there.’
‘Ass!’ said Julian. ‘It’s gone long since. After all, it was built over twenty-two hundred years ago! An earthquake came along one day and the magnificent light-house was shaken to bits - completely destroyed!’
There was a shocked silence. Everyone looked round at the walls of the light-house they were in. An earth-quake! What a catastrophe that would be for even a little lighthouse!
‘Cheer up, Anne!’ said Julian, with a laugh. ‘We’re not likely to visited by an earthquake tonight! That old light-house on Pharos Island was one of the Seven Wonders of
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