Miss Katherine’s eyes grew wide.
“I haven’t done any real diggin’ here yet,” he went on, “but I hope to begin soon. Now I don’t mind telling you for I’d like a partner, one who thinks as I do about it, you understand. It isn’t for the love of the money, you know, but the romance, that’s it, the romance. Now you know all about Captain Kidd?”
Miss Katherine nodded.
“Well, I’ve figured it out pretty well, and it’s my opinion that some of his hoard lies right along this shore and not very far from here.” Mr. Murphy’s imagination was pretty well exhausted so he stopped to recuperate.
“Along this shore and not far from here!” exclaimed Miss Katherine. “Dear me! Who’d have thought it? But have you any maps or plans or charts or whatever tells you where to look?”
Mr. Murphy’s imagination had taken a new lease on life.
“I’ve got them hidden carefully in my rooms,” he explained. “I have been comparing them with the physiognomy of the shore here and I believe with a little help on the subject which you can supply I would be able to identify the spot to-morrow.”
“I should love to help you,” exclaimed Miss Katherine. “It’s so very kind of you.”
“Oh, no, no!” returned Mr. Murphy. “It’s only just now since you told me that you were interested in treasure seeking that I have really enjoyed thinking about it.”
“You said you had always been interested in hidden treasures,” Miss Katherine reminded him.