"I suppose they'd find it hard to sell," said Glen.
"You bet they'd find it hard to sell. They'd just been obliged to leave it in the cave. Bet it's the same cave we're lookin' for. You know any caves around here, boy?"
"No, sir," replied Glen. "I haven't seen a cave in this country."
"You know something about the country?"
"A little bit," Glen cautiously admitted. "I've only been here a few days."
"Get that chart, Jervice, an' we'll see what he reckernises," ordered the leader.
Mr. J. Jervice offered some protest and the two held a whispered conversation of which Glen was evidently the subject.
"Oh, shut up," exclaimed the big man, at last. "I can take care of the kid all right. You git the chart."
Mr. Jervice thereupon dived into the car and soon returned with a rough map which he opened out before the leader.
"Lookahere, boy, look at this," commanded the man. "This remind ye of any place around your camp?"