"Oh, fifty thousand dollars is a nice enough sum—to dream about," Betty said, with a gurgling laugh. "It will do very well, Daddy dear."
"But isn't it the most wonderful thing, that we should find all those diamonds!" gasped Mollie.
"Who could have hidden them?" wondered Amy.
"That's what we've got to find out," put in Allen. "I suggested the newspapers," he went on to Mr. Nelson.
"And a good idea," that gentleman said.
"Oh, Betty. Let's look at the box, and see how the wonderful false bottom fitted in," proposed Mollie. "I think it was the most perfectly gorgeous thing how you happened to discover it."
"And that's just how it was—a happening," the Little Captain remarked. "Oh, but if those men in the boat should discover that we have those diamonds, and come for them," and Betty glanced nervously over her shoulder.
"Ha! Let them deal with me!" exclaimed Will, as he displayed his Secret Service badge. "I'll attend to the—pirates!"
"I thought your specialty was—smugglers," voiced Allen, with a chuckle.
"Smugglers or pirates, it is all one to me!" Will declaimed, strutting about.