Where the Treasure lies; so you must trace
Four to the right, diagonally three,
And you have solved the Mystery.”
“What nonsense!” he said, in disgust. “You don’t expect to solve any such riddle as that, do you, Biffkins?”
“Yes, I do,” I cried, and read the lines over again.
“Well, if you do, you’ll surprise me,” said Dick.
“I know one thing,” I flashed out, “it won’t be solved without trying.”
“Do you really think there’s an answer to it?” queried Dick.
“Of course there is,” I asserted confidently. “Grandaunt wouldn’t have written this unless it meant something.”
“I don’t know,” said Dick, doubtfully. “The reasoning doesn’t quite hold water. Lots of people write things that don’t mean anything.”