"Where are the others?" the skipper asked.
"Out in the jungle," Sorensen said. "All except Drake, and he'll be down here shortly. You'll stay a while, won't you?"
"Only to unload," the skipper said. "Have to catch the tide out of here. How's the treasure-hunting?"
"We've done a lot of digging," Sorensen said. "We still have our hopes."
"But no doubloons yet?" the skipper asked. "No pieces of eight?"
"Not a damned one," Sorensen said wearily. "Did you bring the newspapers, Skipper?"
"That I did," Sorensen replied. "They're in the cabin. Did you hear about that second spaceship going to Mars?"
"Heard about it on the short wave," Sorensen said. "It didn't bring back much, did it?"
"Practically nothing. Still, just think of it. Two spaceships to Mars, and I hear they're getting ready to put one on Venus."
The three men looked around them and grinned.