One or two fishing boats have been lost on them, trying to make the village.

When Mr.Fentolin put up the lamp, every one thought that it would be quite safe to try and get in at night.

This winter, though, there have been three wrecks which no one could understand.

It must be something in the currents, or a sort of optical illusion, because in the last shipwreck one man was saved, and he swore that at the time they struck the rock, they were headed straight for the light." They had reached the Tower now.

Hamel became a little absorbed.