“But if you do go out there you will look around for it, won’t you?” inquired Don.
“Oh, yes, Ned will see to that! He has the idea that he will run across it, and nothing stops him once he gets an idea. I’ll join in with him and do some tramping around, but while he’ll be looking for gold I’ll be looking for health. I’m rather more sure of finding what I am after than he is.”
“Just the same,” murmured Jim. “It is a dandy opportunity, and I wouldn’t mind having a shot at it.”
“You boys are greatly interested,” remarked the professor, looking at them keenly.
“I suppose we are,” admitted Don, smiling. “It appeals to us, and I guess it would to any fellow. If you go, professor, we certainly wish you all kinds of luck.”
“Thanks,” said the professor. “If you went on such a trip, I suppose you’d hunt the treasure with much energy?”
“I guess we would,” nodded Jim. “If it was anywhere near I guess we would uncover it.”
“I don’t doubt it,” the professor smiled. He was silent a moment and then he asked: “Now that you boys are home for a vacation, what do you plan to do? Have you anything definite in mind?”
Don shook his head. “We might do a little sailing,” he replied. “We have a fine thirty-foot sloop, and we may sail for a ways down the coast. Last summer we did and we had a good time.”
“I know about that voyage,” the professor returned. “That was the time you ran down those marine bandits, wasn’t it? I remember reading about it.”