Chapter Twenty-one THE END OF THE ADVENTURE
　　'WHERE'S he gone?' said Aunt Fanny, quite hurt. Nobody answered. Julian, George and Martinwere watching the tower with anxious intensity¹. If only Uncle Quentin would appear at the top.
　　Ah - there he was! He had taken up with him a big stone. As everyone watched he smashed theglass round the tower with the stone. Crash! Crash! Crash! The wires that ran through the glass91
　　were broken and split as the glass crashed into pieces. No power could race through them now.
　　Uncle Quentin leaned out of the broken glass room and shouted exultantly².
　　'It's all right! I was in time! I've destroyed the power that might have blown up the island - you'resafe!'
　　George found that her knees were suddenly shaking. She had to sit down on the floor. Timmycame and licked her face wonderingly. Then he too sat down.
　　'What's he doing, smashing the tower up?' asked a burly fisherman. 'I don't understand all this.'
　　Uncle Quentin came down the tower and rejoined them. 'Another ten minutes and I should havebeen too late,' he said. 'Thank goodness, Anne, you all arrived when you did.'
　　'I ran all the way home, told Aunt Fanny, and we got the fishermen to come over as soon as theycould get out their boats,' explained Anne. 'We couldn't think of any other way of rescuing you.
　　Where are the wicked men?'
　　'Trying to escape down the under-sea tunnel,' said Julian. 'Oh - you don't know about that, Anne!'
　　Arid he told her; while the fishermen listened open-mouthed.
　　'Look here,' said Uncle Quentin, when he had finished. 'As the boats are here, the men might aswell take all my gear back with them. I've finished my job here. I shan't want the island anymore.'
　　'Oh! Then we can have it!' said George, delighted. 'And there's plenty of the holidays left. We'llhelp to bring up what you want, Father.'
　　'We ought to get back as quickly as we can, so as to catch those fellows at the other end of thetunnel, sir,' said one of the fishermen.
　　'Yes. We ought,' said Aunt Fanny.
　　'Gracious! They'll find Mr. Curton there with a broken leg,' said Anne, suddenly remembering.
　　The others looked at her in surprise. This was the first they had heard of Mr. Curton being in thequarry. Anne explained. 'And I told him he was a very wicked man,' she ended triumphantly⁴.
　　'Quite right,' said Uncle Quentin, with a laugh. 'Well, perhaps we'd better get my gear anothertime.'

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