“I’ll tell you what, Mr. Reade,” he cried. “I’ll let uncle’s money go to the dogs if you will only let me accompany you on your wonderful trip to the Arctic.”
Frank laughed pleasantly.
“That would not be profitable for either of us,” he said. “I advise you to go right home and face those who have wronged you. Do not spare them.”
“But how am I to get home?”
“I will take you there.”
“You will?”
“Yes. We are not far from St. Johns now, are we?”
“Not so very; perhaps fifty miles.”
“Well, I will have you there before morning.”
Frank now joined Barney and Pomp and the treasure rescued from the Spanish vessel was brought aboard.