The joy of Zamora knew no bounds, and when the boy’s wound was dressed and he recovered, he was more than delighted to find himself safe again with his father.
Captain Diavolo’s men were furious when they saw the inventor safely escape with the little prisoner.
Realizing that Frank was liable to attack them, they made haste to get away from that dangerous locality, and when the young inventor sent the flying machine on a hunt for them, not one of the villains was to be found.
“They have got enough,” laughed Frank, “and have like the Arabs silently folded their tents and stolen away.”
“Begorra, we kin get their treasure now,” said Barney.
“Yes, indeed,” assented Zamora. “The gold is due to you for having saved my little boy.”
“I’se gwine to steer fo’ de ole castle, den,” remarked Pomp, as he spun the wheel around.
“The airship is capable of carrying a weight of several tons beside what we have already aboard,” said Frank, “and for that reason we can easily get away with the bulk of the Terror’s horde.”
When they were ready to descend they saw the schooner blow up, and her remains sunk under the sea.
It occupied a full day to get the treasure aboard and stow it. But they finally secured it.