“Exactly.”
“But I am not of the Naztec nation. I may open it, I suppose?”
The king thought a moment, and then said:
“As you please. I will neither tell you to do it nor not to do it. I trust that you will in due time get your weapon of warfare constructed, though.”
That settled it.
Dick at once repaired to Leo and Philander Owens, and told them what he had learned.
Reginald Lacy was sought, and together the four repaired to the sacred cave.
They had no difficulty in finding it, since the king had told Dick exactly where it was.
By dint of using a couple of heavy, metal bars, they managed to pry a stone from the entrance, which was sealed with a substance like cement.
When the stone was rolled sufficiently aside, a cry of joy escaped the lips of the four.