And yet he saw no reasons for doubting its existence. He remembered that the treasure rooms aboard these old galleons were generally secret chambers.
In that case he must look for such; with which recollection he began examining the partitions and bulkheads.
It seemed more logical to him that the treasure chamber should be contiguous to the captain’s room.
So he went thither.
And examining the wainscoting thoroughly, he found that there existed quite a large space between that and the main cabin.
“I see,” he muttered; “this is where the treasure room is located. But now how can entrance to it be obtained?”
This was a question, but Frank fell to closely searching the surface of the wainscoting.
This had a speedy result.
He discovered a slender crack which he felt sure outlined a door. He followed it with his finger until he came to a tiny button set in the wood.
On this he pressed.