Zamora led the way, as he was familiar with the place, and going to one of the stone foundation walls, he pointed at an iron door studded with huge bolt heads.
“There is the treasure vault,” he exclaimed.
“It is fastened with a huge padlock,” replied Frank.
“Bust her open,” suggested Pomp.
It was easy to do this, as Frank had provided himself with several of the hand grenades.
All hands recoiled from the door.
The inventor then hurled a bomb at the padlock; there sounded a furious explosion, a glare of light was seen, and then the lock was blown to pieces.
As this occurred the three rushed to the door, flung it open, the lantern light was projected inside, and a most thrilling scene met their view.
The floor of the storeroom was littered with boxes, bales, casks and packages stolen from ship and shore.
They contained rich laces, silks and velvets, expensive ornaments, paintings, statuary, silverware, and other articles made of gold and other precious metals.