"But we saw it," Will argued, relieving the girls of the basket. "And as long as we saw it, it's got to be on this island somewhere—that's a sure thing—and I'm going to find it."
"Well, I wish you luck," said Allen gloomily. "Blow a horn when you find it—we all want to be in at the death."
"If you are going to be so lazy I'll keep it all to myself," Will retorted. "That cave is somewhere on this island, and I intend to find where if I have to stay for another six months."
"Hear! hear!" cheered Roy. "That's the way I like to hear a fellow talk."
"Yes, you do," Will was beginning when Betty interrupted him.
"I'm on your side, Will," she said staunchly. "I'm not going to stop looking for the cave until we have to go home. Why, just think of the things we might find. There is probably loot in that place that is worth a great big lot of money, and in some cases they might be things that money couldn't replace. It's not a question of mere curiosity, it's a duty we owe to society."
"Speech! speech!" Roy cried again. "We have some little orator in our midst! But may I ask," he added, with exaggerated politeness, "how we are to go about accomplishing this service to society?"
Betty's patience was at an end. "Ask something you can answer yourself!" she said shortly, and Roy was silenced.
They deposited the basket at what seemed to them an ideal spot and were about to examine the contents when a sharp cry from Mollie arrested their attention.
"Look! look!" she cried. "I've found it! Girls—boys, come here! Quick."