"You velly lucky to gleet anything," was the answer he got.
"It's a good thing for us that Wong's bite isn't as bad as his bark," Bob laughed as they sat down at the table.
"You didn't seem to be much disappointed, Uncle Si," Jack ventured when they were nearly through the meal and he had not mentioned the subject.
"No? Well, you see, I didn't expect to find them there."
"You didn't?" both boys gasped. "Then what did you come for?" Bob asked, a look of amazement on his face.
"Pearls," laconically.
"But—"
"Give me time and I'll tell you all about it," his uncle interrupted. "You see, the chances are that those oysters would have rotted long before this if no one had found them."
"Would that have spoiled the pearls?" Jack asked.
"I hardly know about that but the chances are that the shells would have split open and the tide would have washed them out to sea. I think I told you that the tide makes up in the cave through some opening that we didn't see. So, that's why I didn't really expect to find any pearls in the cave."