“Do you think seriously of this matter, then?” said Dutch.
“Very. Why not? I believe it is genuine. Don’t you?”
“I can’t say,” replied Dutch. “It may be.”
“I think it is,” said the other, sharply; “and it seems to me a chance.”
“If it proved as this Cuban says, of course it would be.”
“And why should it not?” said Mr Parkley. “You see he has nothing to gain by getting me to fit out an expedition, unless we are successful.”
“But it may be visionary.”
“Those ingots were solid visions,” said Mr Parkley. “No, my lad; the thing’s genuine. I’ve thought it out all right, and decided to go in for it at once—that is, as soon as we can arrange matters.”
“Indeed, sir!” said Dutch, startled at the suddenness of the decision.
“Yes, my lad, I have faith in it. We could go in the schooner. Take a couple of those divers, and some of our newest appliances. I look upon the whole affair as a godsend. Hum! Here he is. Don’t seem too eager, but follow my lead.”