"Heaven be praised!" cried Duncan with tears in his eyes. "You come to us as one risen from the dead."
"And what are you going to do with Jeannie?" asked Conal.
"Oh!" said Frank, "Jeannie is a sweet child. She shall go with us wherever we go."
"I hope," said Conal, "her parents won't come for her. It might be rather inconvenient."
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Two long months passed away, and our heroes were almost weary of this lonesome and wild land.
But they had not been idle all the time of their sojourn here. On the contrary, they had commenced to dig in the fort itself for buried treasure.
There was plenty of excitement about this, but for many a weary week no luck attended their excavations.
The excitement, however, was somewhat like that of gambling, and once begun they felt they could not give it up until they came to something.
So they dug and dug.