She trudged to the tower through the water that had gone down until it was just below her knees. There was no breeze and after she lighted the lamp she decided it was unlikely to go out and that she would go back to the house to be with her father. Near the steps of the lighthouse she saw something yellow in the water and reaching down to tug at it found that it was a doll still clutched by the fingers of a dead child. For a moment she thought she would faint but she recovered herself.

When she went back in her father's bedroom he was lying on his side in the same position he had been when she left. She called but there was no answer. Then she turned his face toward her and looked down at him. Adam Fripp was dead, and the daughter who loved him more than anyone else in the world began to sob uncontrollably. But there was no one to hear and no one to comfort her.

The next morning Stuart was at the door. He had noticed that the light in the lighthouse was out. Stuart and two other islanders returned a few hours later with a wooden sea chest. They weighted it, took it into the ocean, and left it far out beyond the low water mark. "Die by water, lie by water," Stuart had said as they lowered the chest over the side.

One of the women tried to get Caroline to come home with her but she refused to leave the house. Sometimes at night she was seen walking between her home and the lighthouse calling her father. She always seemed to be wearing the long, blue dress she had worn on the night of the hurricane, the dress torn and bedraggled. It was soon apparent she would not survive the shock of the storm and the tragedies following it. A few weeks later Caroline died.

Many a year has passed but now and then on wild and stormy nights, a girl is seen in one of the lighthouse windows or at the foot of if. The folds of her flowing blue dress are sculptured by the wind as she walks near the rusted old tower weeping and wringing her hands.

A young policewoman who patrols this part of the island says, "Sometimes she isn't heard from for years and then the story surfaces again. The Blue Lady is reported most often during hurricane season and I've talked with people who swear they've seen her. Others say they've heard the sound of a woman sobbing not far from where the keeper's house once stood. I only knew that I wouldn't go near that old lighthouse on windy, rainy nights."