"That tallies with Captain Killam's description," says he. "Why?"
"Well," I goes on, "a little while before we located you we passed one like that. Don't you remember, Vee?"
"That's so," says Vee; "we did. I know right where it is, too."
"We might take a glance at it," says Old Hickory. "Killam, give Miss Verona the wheel."
I couldn't have said exactly which way to go, but Vee never hesitates a second. She steers straight back on the course we'd come, and inside of fifteen minutes we shoots past a point and opens up a whole clump of islands, with one tiny one tucked away in the middle.
"That's it!" shouts Rupert, jumpin' up and down. "That's Nunca Secos Key!"
"Maybe," says Old Hickory. "There does seem to be something of an elevation in the center. Let's run in as close as we can, Verona."
By this time we were all grouped in the bow, stretchin' our necks and gazin' interested.
"The mound!" suddenly sings out Rupert, pointin' excited. "The treasure mound! I told you I'd find it."
"Huh!" says Old Hickory. "You forgot to mention, however, that you would need Miss Verona and Torchy to do the finding for you."