At length, shortly after daybreak, he touched Villiers on the shoulder and pointed to a rugged mountain-top just showing above the horizon.
"That's Ni Telang," he announced. "If I've worked our cards properly we ought to find the Zug there searching for treasure that does not exist."
CHAPTER XVI
The Wrong Island
"Putting in there, sir?" asked Beverley, finding his chief inclined to become communicative.
"I was debating," replied Harborough. "I want to, and yet I don't want to. Fact is, I can't make up my mind."
Villiers, Beverley, and Claverhouse, who with the skipper formed the party on deck, gazed steadfastly upon the distant peaks of Ni Telang. Each man wanted to study the expressions on his companions' faces, but somehow every one hesitated to do so. The admission of indecision coming from the hitherto somewhat despotic skipper of the Titania rather took the wind out of their sails.
"What's your opinion on the matter, Villiers?" inquired Harborough abruptly.
"You wish to satisfy yourself that our rivals are slogging away on the wrong spot?"