“Ugh!” Mary shuddered. “You’re welcome to it.”
Dora was asking, “Where do you think we’d better look for the money?”
“In the old codger’s tomb, I should say.” Harry was greatly enjoying his share in this rather uncanny adventure.
They all agreed that the walled-in tomb would be the most likely place to find the treasure.
Jerry looked anxiously at the three girls who stood close together watching, wide-eyed. “I reckon you all ought to have stayed down below,” he told them.
Dora replied courageously, “Oh, don’t mind us. Open up the tomb if you want. There won’t be anything but a skeleton, and we see those every day on the desert.”
Harry and Dick, prying around, discovered a large stone that was loose, but when it was lifted out, they found only a small niche. In it was an iron box which the boys removed. Then they replaced the stone. After all they had not needed to open up the tomb.
When they all had descended the wire-rope ladder, they left it hanging, believing that some day they might want to revisit the rock house.
“Now,” Jerry said, “let’s take the box to Sister Theresa.”