“Trying to keep all the treasure for yourself, eh?”
“Don’t be an egg, War,” Jack grinned. “You’re welcome to all you can bring up. I’m trying to tell you that I found this earring on a rock shelf not very far down. Don’t crack your thick skull by diving into it.”
“Thanks, pal. I’ll watch it. I’m off now to scoop up a handful of treasure!”
Studying the water momentarily, War plunged in. From above, the others could see his dark shadow moving slowly along the shelf. Presently, gasping for breath, he surfaced.
“Get anything?” Ken called eagerly.
“Nothing,” War admitted in disgust. “Not a darn thing.”
Jack decided to try his luck. Taking a deep breath, he dived diagonally along the shelf. In the dark water, he could dimly see the rocks, but nothing more. Working fast, he groped his way along until he came to a sudden drop-off.
A small fish, silvery in color with dark spots, shot past him. Intent upon regaining the surface, Jack paid it no heed.
Therefore, he was taken completely off guard when it swerved and came at him savagely. He felt a sharp pain in his left arm.
For an instant, Jack could not believe that the fish had bitten him. Then in a flash, realization came—he had been attacked by the terrible caribe fish, a cannibal more dangerous than the shark!