Mystery on Graveyard Head [antikvár]

1 Changes ^umiper PointSTEVE PURCHAS finished tamping earth around the last cedar post and crawled out from under the old fishhouse at the head of the family wharf. After inching around like a measuring worm for the last three hours, he was glad just to get his shoulders straight again. Besides, it had been hot enough to parboil him under there away from the breeze, and he wanted a swim. Strolling into the fishhouse, he changed his muddy dungarees for swimming trunks and ambled down to the float at the end of the wharf.This afternoon he and the gulls had the Purchas Boat Basin to themselves. It was what Maine people caU a blue-and-gold day, with deep water in Casco Bay rippling bluer than the sky in the sunshine, and most of the summer sailors had their boats out. Steve could count a dozen empty mooring buoys bobbing in the swell of the incoming tide, and with his father and Wait Webber both away, even the family boatshop was deserted. Divmg into the water, he raced out to the black spar and back at top speed. Sticking a foot in Casco Bay any day was the quickest way to cool off that he had ever discovered, and right now Purchas Basin had apparently been kept in somebody's refrigerator until he hit it. Staying in ice5