“Now what?” says I.
“Nothing but wait,” says he.
“We can’t get out of here by daylight.”
“Not a chance.”
“And it’ll be ten hours before dark again. I’m crazy about being cooped up here for ten hours.”
“Maybe,” says he, “something will happen to pass the time away.”
“More’n likely,” I says, “what with mutiny and all that’s going on.”
“They won’t mutiny,” says he, “until the treasure’s found. It would be foolish. But the minute anybody digs up any gold, why, off she pops.”
“It doesn’t seem right to stay here, knowing there’s going to be a mutiny, and not give this Jonas P. Dunn warning of it. I never heard of any heroes that stay around and allowed mutineers to do what they wanted. Heroes always do something smart and wonderful, and rescue all the good folks.”
