Rolling aside the bowlder the flat stone was found.
Upon lifting it a square chamber was revealed, in which was heaped the mighty treasure of the Incas. It was a most bewitching spectacle.
CHAPTER XIII.
THE END.
All stood looking at the solid heap of gold.
“There is enough here to enrich us all,” cried Harding, joyously. “The dream of my life is at last realized!”
The gold was taken from the pit and safely stored on board the air-ship.
Harding insisted on a fair division with Frank Reade, Jr., Barney and Pomp.
But the young inventor unwillingly accepted his share.
“I am not working for pay, Mr. Harding,” he said. “I am assisting you with no other motive than that of friendly interest.”
“I am aware of that, sir,” said the young gold seeker; “but you must accept it as a token of my esteem.”