When the time came to say goodbye, she felt a touch of sorrow.
Snuggled in Arthur Lindsey's arms, she murmured, "Arthur, if we get the chance, we have to come back here, okay?"
"Of course."
Arthur Lindsey gave a confident half-smile, "I'll turn this place into a scenic vacation area. That cave will be ours alone. Are you satisfied with that?"
"Absolutely!"
At that moment, a private plane circled in the sky above them.
The roaring noise of the huge propellers resounded in the air.
Ella Lacey, the sharp-sighted one, pointed at the plane and asked, "Arthur, has it come to pick us up?"
"Yes, exactly," Arthur Lindsey nodded.
"Weren't we out of contact? How did you get in touch with them?" Ella asked impatiently like a curious baby.
Arthur, however, tickled the bridge of her nose and said, "That's none of your concern. Just follow me."
