“That’s okay,” Dan said. “We’ll be around.”
“I’ll call the police station early in the morning,” Mr. Hatfield promised. “Meanwhile—don’t speak to anyone about the box or how much it contained.”
Dan and Brad were rather surprised that the Cub leader should mention the subject twice.
“You may be certain we won’t,” Brad promised.
“I should say not,” added Dan emphatically.
“All the Cubs can be trusted, I know,” Mr. Hatfield declared as he bade the pair good-bye. “Well, boys, I’ll see you in the morning. Good night to you both, and no nightmares about hidden treasure!”
CHAPTER 5
Two Claimants
Dan was midway through breakfast the next morning when the telephone rang.
“Will you answer it, please?” his mother called from the kitchen where she was frying ham.
Absently, Dan reached for the instrument which was tucked into a shelf nook beside the breakfast table.