“But before you leave,” Dr. Rander began, “I want to divide the treasure with you fellows,” addressing Bob and Joe.
“Don’t give us half,” Joe said pleadingly. “After all, it was your efforts that located the secret mountain cavern.”
The old man held up a hand for silence.
“You forget that I owe my life to you,” he reminded them. “If it had not been for your coming to my rescue, I would not be here to enjoy the treasure.”
“But——” began Joe.
“Say no more,” Dr. Rander silenced him. “Half of the gold is yours.”
He spent the next half-hour in dividing the treasure, giving the boys a good share. They thanked him warmly, then turned to Karl Sutman.
“Can we get started before long?” asked Joe. “I’m anxious to see everybody.”
“Sure.” The aviator was willing. “Let’s get your stuff loaded in the ’plane.”
They worked steadily until noon, at which time everything that belonged to the youths was packed in the supply compartment of the monoplane.