"But if they do find gold?" suggested Locke.
"They might walk on gold and not know it," said Trask. "If they are looking for a fortune in fifteen minutes, I doubt if they'll find it, and they'll like the looks of this schooner pretty well."
"My idea exactly," said Jarrow, with a grin. "We might as well take this as a joke. If they ain't back by the time we have breakfast, I'll take a run over to shore in the long boat and see 'bout huntin' 'em up. You folks go aft, and let me handle it. I'll see it smoothed over. We don't want to start back for Manila short-handed if we can help it. What's the odds, if they are a passel o' fools?"
"Perhaps you're right," said Locke. "It wouldn't look very well for us if we went back to Manila and left them here."
"I'll tell you what you do, captain," said Trask. "Take a run ashore, as you said, and bring me back a bucket of that sand."
"I thought yould like to go over with me," said Jarrow.
"No, I'll stick by the schooner until this hitch with the crew is straightened out."
"Maybe Mr. Locke'll want to go?"
"Not for me," said Locke. "Marjorie'll want to go when I do, and I don't want to have anything said about what's turned up. You take Dinshaw."
"I'll need two men to row," objected Jarrow. "I might take the old fellow and the cook."