“From the tricks I showed them,” chuckled Nara, “they thought I was El Dorado the Original, and that the mine belonged to me and Lew. You know the story of the man who turned all golden? Well, I proved it could be done.”
Biff was hoping that Nara would give more details on that subject, when suddenly, the white-haired man demanded:
“Did Lew give you a map to locate the mine?”
“Not exactly,” replied Mr. Brewster. “He gave me one showing a route from the mine to some waterways which he said led to the Orinoco River. That was all.”
“That was enough. It proved there was a short way out.”
“Yes, but I still have to go over the actual route to make sure that gold ore could be transported by it, down the Orinoco.”
“Do you have the map with you now?”
“Only part of it.”
From deep in his pocket, Mr. Brewster produced the torn corner from Kirby’s map.
“A prowler stole the rest from my hotel room,” he explained. “I managed to hold on to the part that shows the mine.”