Dave Fearless after a sunken treasure

by Roy Rockwood

"We? Shall we go along with Captain Broadbeam?"

"If my application as master diver is accepted," and Amos Fearless smiled faintly.

"Then you've applied for such a position?"

"Yes. I did it as soon as I heard Broadbeam was in charge. I know he will do what he can for me."

"And what of me, father?"

"If I go, you shall go as assistant."

"Hurrah! Then the sunken treasure is as good as ours!"

"Don't be too sure, Dave. Even if we are successful, there is plenty of work cut out for us before we lay our hands on that million dollars, or any part of it. We must—what's that?"

Mr. Amos Fearless broke off short and ran to the window of the cottage in which he and his son lived. "A fellow running down to the beach! He was at the window listening!"

"It's Bart Hankers!" burst from Dave's lips. "Bart Hankers, of all people! He must have heard all we said."