"If I had my way, I'd touch it off in the bay here so it would be out of harm's way," declared Harrison stoutly.
"But we have no fuse," objected Jack. "If we just drop it overboard the stuff may cause damage later on. I don't know what to do."
"Let's get a fuse and cap somewhere and take the stuff over to the fort," suggested Harry. "We can find this place shown on the map where the treasure lies and dig a ways into the sand, plant the 'soup' and blow a hole big enough to take out a wagon load of treasure. That's the best way to get rid of it."
"Let's put it to a vote," suggested Jack. "All in favor say--"
A chorus of "ayes" carried the point. The boys were in favor of anything that savored of excitement. Their experience with the outlaws for the past few days had so nerved them up that any adventure would have been welcomed. The prospect of finding the treasure lent added zeal to the proposed journey across the bay.
"We'll need a shovel or two anyway," said Frank as the boys hastened to make ready for the trip. "Where can we get the tools?"
"Sure enough," cried Tom. "I hadn't thought of that before. I would have been just foolish enough to go on over there and not take a shovel with me at all. There's an exhibition of brains for you."
"I guess you were no worse off than any of the others," Harry declared. "We were all in a hurry to get started."
"Will Doright and Carlos go with us?" inquired Tom.
"We may need them," Jack replied. "Do you want to go, Carlos?"