"I'll bet money there's something in here besides sawdust. Let's not form any snap judgments till we dig to the bottom."
"Pirates don't pack pieces-of-eight in sawdust!" scowled Bangs.
"Pirates didn't have anything to do with this treasure. It came from South Africa and was brought to the Spanish Main in a modern ship."
"You half told me Cap'n Kidd had stowed that away on Turtle Key!"
"I said that to get you interested, and secure your help."
"And I've rung the creole gentleman that owns this house in on the deal! Well, you'll have to make it right with him, that's all."
"I'll take care of the creole gentleman!"
With that, Jurgens turned the chest upside down, pushed it away and began kicking the heap of sawdust right and left.
Something was found—but it was not what Jurgens and Bangs seemed to hope for.
A round object rolled out of the brownish particles and stopped rolling directly at Jurgens' feet. Jurgens leaped back with a startled exclamation, and stood staring. Bangs muttered something, and backed away.