“She is fully provisioned,” went on the lawyer, “and the old armament is all aboard, stowed away in the hold. You can pick up a crew I suppose?”
“Ah reckon ah can, if any of the old boys are around. Ah’ll take a look down around the Barbary coast.”
“Then you understand the first thing you have to do?”
“Ah reckon ah do.”
“Now, do you know Professor Featheringstone—?”
“Never mind the rest,” the captain broke in. “Yoh mean a mining sharp that was down in the South Seas?”
“That’s the man. Broome says that he has a chart of a treasure island which lies down that way, and he is going down to locate it.”
“Broome is?”
“No, the professor. Broome has been trying to get hold of the chart, but hasn’t been able. Now, the professor is going out to search for the treasure in the Storm King. He has a lot of boys, the Frontier Boys, they call them.”
“Ah have heard of them,” said the captain, thoughtfully.