Chapter Eleven ON THE OLD WRECK¹
　　IT was quite a shock to have their plans spoilt. They knew there was no other room in the ruinedcastle that was sufficiently² whole to shelter them. And they must find some sort of shelter, foralthough the weather was fine at the moment, it might rain hard any day - or a storm might blow up.
　　"And storms round about Kirrin are so very violent," said Julian, remembering one or two. "Do youremember the storm that tossed your wreck up from the bottom of the sea, George?""Oh yes," said George and Anne, together, and Anne added eagerly: "Let's go and see the wrecktoday if we can. I'd love to see if it's still balanced on those rocks, as it was last year, when weexplored it."
　　"Well, first we must make up our minds where we are going to sleep," said Julian, firmly. "I don'tknow if you realise it, but it's about three o'clock in the afternoon! We slept for hours on the sand -tired out with our exciting night, I suppose. We really must find some safe place and put our thingsthere at once, and make our beds."
　　"Well, but where shall we go?" said Dick. "There's no other place in the old castle.""There's the dungeon³ below," said Anne, shivering. "But I don't want to go there. It's so dark andmysterious."
　　Nobody wanted to sleep down in the dungeons⁴! Dick frowned and thought hard. "What about thewreck?" he said. "Any chance of living there?""We might go and see," said Julian. "I don't somehow fancy living on a damp old rotting wreck -but if it's still high on the rocks, maybe the sun will have dried it, and it might be possible to have ourbed and stores there."
　　"Let's go and see now," said George. So they made their way from the ruined castle to the old wallthat ran round it. From there they would be able to see the wreck. It had been cast up the year before,and had settled firmly on some rocks.
　　They stood on the wall and looked for the wreck, but it was not where they had expected it. "It'smoved," said Julian, in surprise. "There it is, look, on those rocks - nearer to the shore than it wasbefore. Poor old wreck! It's been battered

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