Free Famous Five 19 Five Go to Demons Rocks by Enid Blyton Page A

Julian. ‘Be ready as soon as you can, girls.’
    The girls were ready very quickly, and the little party set off over the rocks that at low tide lay between the light-house and the shore. Wicked rocks they were too - with sharp edges and points that would hole a ship at once!
    Soon the children were on the little stone jetty. ‘What was the name of old greatgrandad?’ said Dick frowning.
    ‘Jeremiah Boogie,’ said Anne. ‘And he smokes a long pipe, and scowls at people.’
    ‘Well - he should be easy to find!’ said Julian. ‘Come along. He’s probably somewhere on the quay.’
    ‘There he is!’ said George, spotting an old man with a long pipe in his mouth. ‘That’s Jeremiah, I’m sure!’
    Yes, there he was, sitting with his legs stretched out in front of him, an old old man, smoking a very long pipe! He had a fine beard, a yachting cap askew on his head, and such enormous shaggy eyebrows that it was difficult to see his eyes beneath them!

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    The Five went up to him, with Timmy trotting behind, and Mischief on Tinker’s shoulder.
    The old man spotted Mischief at once.
    ‘Well, well - a monkey!’ he said. ‘Many’s the little monkey I’ve brought home from my voyages.’ He snapped his fingers and made a curious noise in his throat. Mischief stared at him, listening. Then he leapt from Tinker’s shoulder on to the old man’s, and rubbed his head against the old sailor’s hairy ear.
    ‘Mischief!’ said Tinker, amazed. ‘Look at that, George. He never goes to a stranger!
    ‘Well, maybe I knew his great grandfather!’ said the old sailor, laughing, and scratching Mischief’s neck.
    ‘All monkeys like me - and I like them!’
    ‘Er - are you Mr Jeremiah Boogie!’ asked Julian.
    ‘Jeremiah Boogie, that’s me,’ said the old fellow, and touched his cap. ‘How do you know my name?’
    ‘Well, Jackson, the car-driver, told us he was your great-grandson,’ said Julian. ‘You see we’re staying at the old light-house - and Jackson said you could tell us a few things about it - its history, you know. And about the wreckers that lived here before the lighthouse was built.’
    ‘Oh, I can tell you tales all right!’ said Jeremiah, puffing out a cloud of smoke, and making Mischief cough. ‘That’s more than that silly young great-grand-son of mine can!
    He don’t know nothing, nothing at all - except about cars. Well, who wants cars, nasty, smelly noisy things? Pah! That young George Jackson is a ninny!’
    ‘He’s not. He’s the cleverest mechanic in the place!’ said George, at once. ‘There’s not a thing he doesn’t know about cars!’
    CARS! There now, what did I say - nasty, noisy, smelly things!’ said Jackson’s greatgrandad, with a snort.
    ‘Well, look - we don’t want to talk about cars,’ said Julian. ‘You tell us about the old days
    - the wreckers and all that!’
    ‘Ah - them old days!’ said Great-Grandad. ‘Well I knew some wreckers myself, once -
    there was One-Ear Bill, now...’ And then old Jeremiah told a story that the Five could hardly believe!

Chapter Twelve
Jeremiah’s TALE

    ‘Now when I were a boy,’ began the old man, ‘a boy not much older than this here youngster,’ and he poked Tinker with his horny forefinger, ‘there wasn’t no light-house out there - but there was always them wicked rocks! And many’s the time in a stormy season when ships have been caught by their teeth, a-glittering there, waiting. You know what they’re called, don’t you?’
    ‘Yes. Demon’s Rocks,’ said Tinker.

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    ‘Well, up on that high cliff there, lived a wicked old man,’ said Jeremiah. ‘And he had a son as bad as himself, and a nephew too. The Three Wreckers, they was called, and I’ll tell you how they came by their name.’
    ‘Did you know them?’ asked Dick.
    ‘That I did! And if I was hidden behind a bush when