"I suspected it when I saw these ashes, and now I know it's a dead open-and-shut thing."
"Whoopee! Do you mean—" blazed out the overjoyed Lanky.
"Just what I do!" broke in Frank. "Right now we're in that five-fingered cave we saw marked on the map!"
CHAPTER XXIII
KEPT UNDER COVER
"That's bully news you're giving me, Frank!" exclaimed Lanky Wallace, as he impulsively gripped the hand of his loyal chum and squeezed it. "Let's get busy and try to locate Kinney's treasure chest."
"After we've had a bite to eat," Frank told him. "Long ago I made it my habit never, when I could help it, to start a day's work on an empty stomach."
They made quite a dent in their slender stock of meat, but both were now quite confident that it was only a matter of a few hours before they would be once more under the blue sky.