Suddenly Hannah, in the lead, stopped dead. Look at that!" she said in a horrified voice. Zachary and Sarah Emily crowded behind her, staring. Someone had made a campsite on the beach. A cluster of white tents was set up behind the sheltering rise of a dune. There were five tents, one much larger than the others. "That must be the leader's," Zachary whispered. The large tent had plastic windows in it - they could be sealed shut at night with white canvas covers - and a zippered double door. A folding wooden chair was set up just outside the door with a table net to it. On the other side of the chair was a tripod to which was attached an enormous pair of black binoculars. As the children watched, crouching behind the tree trunks, the zippered door rolled open and an elderly Chinese man came out. He was tall and thin, dressed in a black suit, with an embroidered cap on his head. He stood silently, his expression grim, eyes narrowed to slits, arms folded across his chest. Then he stalked slowly across the campsite and vanished between the tents, headed in the direction of the sea. "Who's that?" Sara Emily said. She sounded frightened. Hannah and Zachary exchanged anxious glances. "A trespasser," Zachary said. They watched the camp for several more minutes, but nothing happened. The tents sat silent and deserted, their canvas doors firmly shut. "We might as well go," Hannah whispered finally. The children turned and crept quietly back through the trees, the way that they had come. "Let's go see . . . F," Zachary said. "We should warn him about this." ___________________ THE RETURN OF THE DRAGON by Rebecca Rupp. Copyright (c) 2005 by Rebecca Rupp. Published by Candlewick Press, Inc., Cambridge, MA. Excerpted from The Return of the Dragon by Rebecca Rupp All rights reserved by the original copyright owners. Excerpts are provided for display purposes only and may not be reproduced, reprinted or distributed without the written permission of the publisher.