"Yah."
"No. I think not."
"Vell, anyhow, maybe you vos be as better a discoverer as him. Come dis afternoon."
CHAPTER VI
THE OLD GOLD HUNTER
Fred thought the hour would never arrive when he might again call on Mrs. Stults. But, of course, it came around in due course, and he was there on time. He found the widow seated in her parlor, with a bundle of papers on a table near her, and a man sitting in a chair by a window.
"Here is dot Fred boy, vot I tell you about," said Mrs. Stults to the man.
"Ah, yes. He seems quite young to undertake such work as hunting for the lost treasure."
"Dot's vot I tells him."