far."
„What shall we do!" said Anne, rather scared. She kept looking al round for a keeper with a gun. Suppose they got into real trouble through coming right on to the island?
„I think we"l have to stay on the island til the tide turns, and we can row back on it," said Julian. „I can"t think why that boat-boy didn"t warn us about the tide. I suppose he thought we knew."
They pul ed the boat a little further up on the firm sand, took out their bundle of clothes, and hid them under a bush. They walked up the beach towards a wood, thick with great trees. As they neared them, they heard a strange, mysterious sound.
„Whispering!" said George, stopping. „The trees are really whispering. Listen! It"s just as if they were talking to one another under their breath! No wonder it"s cal ed Whispering Island!"
„I don"t like it much," said Anne. „It almost sounds as if they"re saying nasty things about us!"
„Shooey, shooey, shooey, shooey!" said the trees, nodding towards one another as the wind shook them. „Shooey, shooey!"
„Just the noise of whispering!" said George. „Well - what do we do now? We"ll have to wait an hour or two til the tide turns again!"
„Shall we explore?" said Dick. „After all, we"ve got Timmy with us. No one is likely to attack us if they see him!"
„They can shoot him, can"t they, if they have guns?" said George. „If he growled one of his terrifying growls, and ran at them, showing his teeth, they"d be scared to bits, and fire at him."
„I think you"re right," said Julian, angry with himself for landing them all into what might be serious trouble. „Keep your hand on Timmy"s collar, George."
„You know what I think?" said Dick suddenly. „I think we ought to try and find the guards, and tell them the tide swept us on to the island quite by accident - we couldn"t stop the boat surging on! We"re not grown-ups, come to snoop around, so they"re sure to believe us - and we"d be safe from any chasing or shooting then."
They all looked at Julian. He nodded. „Yes - good idea. Give ourselves up, and ask for help! After all, we hadn"t any real intention of actual y landing - the tide simply threw the boat into that sandy cove!"
So they walked up to the back of the cove and into the wood, whose whispering was very loud indeed, once they were actual y among the trees. No one was to be seen. The wood was so thick that it was in parts quite difficult to clamber through. After about ten minutes very hard walking and clambering, Julian came to a stop. He had seen something through the trees.
The others pressed behind him. Julian pointed in front, and the others saw what looked like a great grey wall, made of stone.
„The old castle, I imagine!" Julian whispered, and at once the trees themselves seemed to whisper even more loudly! They all made their way to the wall, and walked alongside it. It was a very high wall indeed, and they could hardly see the top! They came to a corner and peeped round. A great courtyard lay there - quite empty.
„Better shout, I think," said Dick, beginning to feel rather creepy, but before they could do that two enormous men suddenly came down a flight of great stone steps. They looked so fierce, that Timmy couldn"t help giving a blood-curdling growl. They stopped short at once, and looked al round, startled.
„The noise came from over there," said one of the men, pointing to his left - and, to the children"s great relief, both swung off in the wrong direction!
„We"d better get back to the cove," whispered Julian. „I don"t at all like the look of those men - they look proper thugs. Quiet as you can, now. George, don"t let Timmy bark."
They made their way back beside the stone wall, through the whispering trees, and there they were, at the cove.
„We"d better row back as quickly as we can," said Julian. „I think something"s wrong here.
Those men looked like foreigners. They certainly weren"t game-keepers. I wish we hadn"t come."
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