Once more he started across the cabin floor.
He gained a door on the opposite side and pushed against it. It opened and he walked in.
Again the hideous corpses attacked him. But he heeded them not.
Into a second cabin he passed.
One happy state of affairs he noticed. There were no dead bodies in the place.
It was evidently the captain’s cabin; everything was in a remarkable state of preservation.
He passed along to the captain’s table. The sextant, quadrant box, compass and globe were yet there; but the charts and maps and all papers had dissolved.
This was to be regretted, as the true history of the Donna Veneta might never be known.
But Frank was looking for the galleon’s gold.
He opened the doors of the desk; they were filled with miscellaneous articles. There were a few gold and silver coins and a number of jewels.