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"I'm in favor of remaining together if we can. If we only had a lantern to take with us." "We've got an acetylene headlight such as they use on motorcycles," Tom declared. "That would be a dandy thing." "Let's go, then, before Wyckoff comes back with his friends." Accordingly the boys secured automatics and the acetylene headlight.
Then the boys knew from the blood that gushed from his mouth that Lopez's last bullet had found its mark. Tom, undaunted, prepared to throw his lasso. As he did so Wyckoff again straightened in a mad effort to tear himself from the terrible sands. Then the boys witnessed a curious sight.
Only an occasional word was audible to the three watchers on the motor boat. It was evident that Wyckoff had been drinking and was inclined to be a trifle quarrelsome. The watchman was doing his best to restrain Wyckoff from some act upon which he seemed determined. They were using harsh words but still talked in a low tone.
"Then if we leave you a box of matches and some canned goods," Tom argued, "you'd be a lot better off than Frank was." A shout from the direction of the Fortuna indicated that something was taking place there. Wyckoff glanced hastily in that direction. Tom's first impulse was to look that way, also, but his training stood him in good stead.
If you had hailed me then, I guess I'd have let you take the boy off the schooner. When we got Wyckoff, though, he said it wouldn't do. Youall will never have a chance at the Treasure." "No? Just wait and see what happens," taunted Arnold. "They say there's many a slip between the cup and the saucer. Watch us." "You are right, I'll watch you," declared the outlaw.
Under cover of Tom's leveled automatic Wyckoff, for it was he, remained passive while Jack searched his pockets, producing therefrom the missing flashlight made to imitate an automatic pistol, a watch, a purse with some coins inside, a vile smelling pipe with a pouch of tobacco, a stubby lead pencil and a note book partly filled with figures and memoranda. Apparently there was nothing of value.
"That man don't think any more of shooting a man than he did of shooting that big snake. He's absolutely bloodless, I believe." "Look at Wyckoff down in the excavation walking back and forth and around," Tom said pointing to the figure mentioned. "He surely isn't going to let anything get past him," agreed Jack. "He walks round and round and round as the men dig."
"I am a lineal descendant from the Spaniards who buried it. It is mine because it is in the family. I don't know what word you educated Yankees would use, but it is mine because it belonged to my father's father's father." "I know," spoke up Arnold; "you mean you have inherited it?" "Yes, that's it," agreed Wyckoff. "Besides that, you will never be able to get the treasure.
He then indicated a bed on the floor of the cabin as a place where the boys might rest if they chose. "Now you stay out here on the gallery and keep your eyes open," commanded Lopez. "I won't be gone more'n an hour if I can find Wyckoff and we'll see what he wants done with these robbers!" After he was gone Doright took up his post on the gallery.
"It is said," stated Wyckoff, "that the one for whom the treasure is destined must not utter a word while digging for it. Also, he must come with clean hands. You understand what I mean? That is why you boys are yet alive. My hands have not yet been " "Well, if they have not," interrupted Tom indignantly, "it is no fault of your own, old chap.
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