“It is queer to me that some one else didn’t find it in all these years,” was Fred’s comment.
“Well, I’m mighty glad somebody else didn’t find the money box!” cried Uncle Aaron. “But go ahead and tell the story. I want to hear every word of it.”
“All right, then,” answered Ross. And sitting down with the others he told his tale in full, aided by Fred and Teddy.
It goes without saying that the older Rushtons were tremendously interested in the recital. When Mrs. Rushton heard how Teddy had made his wonderful dive she shuddered.
“Oh, my son, what a risk to take!” she murmured. “What if you had never come up to the surface again!”
“Oh, don’t worry, Momsey,” he answered affectionately. “I know how to take care of myself.”
“I’ll wager that the folks at Bartanet Shoals 245 were surprised to hear the news,” was Mr. Rushton’s comment.
“Yes, indeed,” answered Fred.
“But you should have seen my mother when she heard the great tidings,” came from Ross, and his voice choked a little when he spoke. “Why she was the happiest woman in the whole world!”
“I have no doubt of it,” answered Mrs. Rushton, “and she had good cause for her happiness.”