Fekmah spread his hands apart in a wide gesture and then pointed to the south.
“To get treasure,” he said quietly.
“Then we’ll get there first!” exclaimed Dr. Kirshner. “No thieves will get ahead of us. I think it might be well to start on the journey at once—that is, if you can go that soon,” he said to the Arab, who nodded.
“But how will we know where to go without the map?” asked Mr. Lewis.
“I have general idea,” Fekmah returned. “I studied it so much that know about where go. And I can leave any time.”
“Fine!” blurted out Dr. Kirshner. “We’ll get our belongings together and leave tomorrow. But first let me introduce my friends. I don’t believe you’re acquainted with them,” and he proceeded to introduce the Arab to Mr. Holton, Mr. Lewis, and Bob and Joe.
“Now let us all come up to my room,” said Fekmah. “We can talk over plans for the treasure search. There are much things you should know.”
They walked on up the street to a comparatively large building and were led in the door and up the stairs by Fekmah.
“So this is the hotel where he’s staying,” said Bob, casting eager eyes about the place.
“Sure is luxurious,” remarked Joe. “It’s the best in town.”