“That is true,” Guy was obliged to admit.
“I don’t see what object he could have had in deceiving my uncle, though,” he added, after a pause.
“Nor I.”
“Then you think there may be something in it?”
“There is such a possibility.”
“Think what a great thing it would be for us to find the treasure,” said Guy, his face lighting up with enthusiasm.
“It would be very agreeable, certainly; but there are some serious obstacles in the way, even if we knew the treasure to be there.”
“What obstacles, captain?”
“The islands you refer to are considerably to the north of my usual course, and my duty to the owners of the vessel would not permit me to vary my route for any private enterprise of my own.”
Guy’s countenance fell. He saw at once that the captain was right in his statement, but it destroyed the faint hopes he had entertained that he might secure his co-operation.