“Sure,” he agreed, though this was his first attempt.
They dug around a bit more, their hardest efforts, however, not making much of an impression on the well-packed cellar bottom, and at last Tess said:
“I guess we’ll have to go where the dirt’s softer. They just couldn’t bury any treasure here.”
“Where’ll we go?” Dot asked.
“Up there,” and Tess pointed to the farthermost depths of the cellar.
“It’s dark there—terribly dark,” complained Dot. “We can’t see to dig.”
Tess pondered on this for a moment.
“We’ll have to get candles,” she decided. “But if we go into the kitchen and take away any candles, Linda’ll see us, or Mrs. MacCall, and they’ll ask us what we’re doing, and——”
“I’ll go get my cigar-box lantern,” offered Sammy.
“What’s that, Sammy?” asked Tess.