“Heard what, sir?” asked Harry.
“Well,” hesitated Mr. Folsom, “maybe I oughtn’t to speak of it. You boys will have to promise not to let it go any further. It’s pretty well known, I suppose, but nobody ever mentions it.”
“We promise,” said Hal eagerly. “What is it, dad?”
Mr. Folsom laughed. “You’re as eager for gossip as a woman, Harry. It’s just this; if you boys ever found any treasure on Nobody’s Island it wouldn’t belong to you after all.”
“It wouldn’t? Why, sir?” asked Bee.
“Because it would belong of right to Bill Glass.”
“Bill Glass! Why—why, does he own the island, sir?”
“No, although maybe he’s got as good a title to it as anyone. But that’s not the reason. The real reason is that anything Old Verny buried belongs to his heirs, and Bill Glass is Old Verny’s son!”