"And that isn't the worst of it. Sam also overheard them talking about the San Francisco Wrecking Company and heard Mr. Hankers say he felt sure he could get the vessel without delay."
"Then they must be after the sunken treasure beyond a doubt, Dave." Amos Fearless gave a slight groan. "They'll get the start of us after all!"
"How about that job for us on the Swallow?"
"I have heard nothing new."
"If I were you I'd send a long letter to Captain Broadbeam and let him know just how we stand."
"I will do it."
The letter was sent that night, and then the Fearlesses waited anxiously for a reply.
Two days later came a telegram from Washington. It was from their old friend the captain and ran as follows:
"Both engaged at salary mentioned in letter. Report here without delay."
"Hurrah! We 're in it after all!" shouted Dave, flinging up his cap, and he danced a jig for joy. "Now for the Pacific Ocean and the missing fortune!"