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That's very good, Professor." "I'm glad I'm not a physicist," Tony said piously. "We archaeologists aren't half so devious." "I am acting in my capacity as a former consultant to JANIG, and not as a physicist," Zircon retorted with dignity. "You will refrain from casting aspersions on my profession, Doctor Briotti." "My apologies," Tony said, grinning.
The boys learned that they had been registered in a twin bedroom on the second floor, while Zircon and Briotti were on the first floor. The boys found the scientists attired only in shorts, cooling off over long, cold drinks. They accepted glasses of iced ginger ale and told the scientists of their adventure. "It's amazing." Tony Briotti shook his head.
"Well," he said finally, "we certainly found St. Francis! In fact, we overdid it a little." Not until long afterward did they learn the answer. Tony Briotti, a scientist of great persistence, did some research in England during a European trip to attend a conference of archaeologists. He found that the Maiden Hand had carried several dozen St.
Something was stirring under the tropical calm of St. Thomas. "Tonight you must have a taste of St. Thomas home life," Dr. Ernst said. "You shall be my guests at dinner. Dr. Briotti will be interested in my collection of Indian pottery. And you young men will be interested in my wife's hobby, which is fish. She has an amazing collection." "Alive?" Scotty asked. "Yes, indeed.
Rick's pretty sister, Barbara Brant, had unwittingly launched the flight to the Virgin Islands by getting into an argument with Tony Briotti about the authenticity of the legend that pirates had once used Spindrift Island as a hangout. Tony had challenged the legend. After that, of course, proof had to be found.
"I'll bet that's where the chicken came from," Rick said harshly. "That's a bet I won't take," Scotty returned. "But you can bet we'll find out!" Wreck of the "Maiden Hand" Tony Briotti examined the metallic object they had brought from the bottom, then took his knife and scraped at it. Under the covering of marine growth, red rust appeared. He looked at Hobart Zircon. "Recognize this, Hobart?"
This one is a Virgin Islander. Looks like a farmer. When we stopped he walked right on by. He's out of sight now. But he'll pick us up as soon as we start." Tony Briotti, to whom this kind of adventure was new, asked, "What do we do about it?" "Nothing," Zircon answered. "Steve Ames wanted to get rid of his shadow and the boys helped him out.
Since the start of the expedition Scotty had professed doubt and misgiving, more for the sake of conversation than anything else, Rick was sure. Dr. Anthony Briotti, archaeologist of the Spindrift staff, leaned forward. "At least pronounce it correctly, Scotty. 'Cay' is pronounced 'key." "See?" Scotty exclaimed triumphantly. "The only place where they have islands called keys is in Florida.
Tony Briotti looked at the Sky Wagon, brows furrowed, then asked, "Rick, couldn't you turn on the radio in the plane and get a weather report from the airport at Charlotte Amalie?" Rick was climbing into the Sky Wagon before Tony finished. Of course he could! He called, "I'm a chump!"
You walk right into an adventure. One thing leads to another, and suddenly a stranger is trying to run you down with a motorboat." "That's what bothers me," Rick replied. "There's no pattern. It just makes no sense." "It doesn't have to," Tony Briotti said with a grin. "The Golden Skull pattern makes no sense, either. But you got us into more excitement than I knew was possible.
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