BEWARE! White. Blue. Red. Green. White. Blue. Red. Green. The lonely island lighthouse warned of Ainslie Crag. Suddenly, a streak of light bolted through the ugly, black sky. A flare! A ship! Headed straight for Ainslie Crag! " Out with the boat," shouted Grandfather. "Hurry,Jem!~Jump in Alick!" The fierce wind beat widly againsts them. Would they reach the ship in time? The little rowboat could not hold all the passengers waiting to be rescued. Who would stay and who would go? What would become all of them all?