“Begorra, that don’t luk much loike a fishing vessel, sor!” said Barney.
Touching a lever, Frank caused the Explorer to glide forward a little ways.
The search-light was full upon the wreck, and every detail of the craft could be plainly followed.
Frank saw that Barney was right.
The craft was far from being like that of the fishermen.
Its queer shaped hull and high decks fore and aft showed it to be of the Spanish galleon type.
There was no doubt but that this was an old-time ship which had lain here perhaps for a century.
Frank was at once interested.
“Well, here is a find!” he cried; “for aught we know this may be one of the treasure ships!”
“Massy sakes! Jes’ let dis chile git on him armor!” cried Pomp. “I done fink dat I laik fo’ to visit dat ship!”