Lyman threw himself down upon his knees, and removed the cover of the jar. No sooner had he done so, when he uttered a fierce cry of disappointment.
"Boys," he said, looking up with haggard face, "there's nothing there!"
"No gold in the jar?" asked James, with a blank look.
"Not a particle. Are you sure there was any left?"
"We couldn't see, but it stands to reason that it would not have been so carefully covered up unless there had been some left."
"You are right there. Now, what has become of it?"
"Can Mark have taken it?" said James, turning to Tom.
"I don't know," answered Tom, doubtfully.
"That's just what happened. I'd like to wring the young rascal's neck," said Lyman, fiercely.
"What are you going to do about it?" asked James, curiously.