They have left Pascagoula already this morning and are
headed for Biloxi Bay. They are determined that you shall not, under any
circumstances, beat them to the treasure."
"So there is a treasure?" asked Jack. "Do you think there is really a
treasure hidden there, or is it all talk?"
"I don't know," replied Carlos. "They believe the story."
A berth was now turned over to Madero and he was urged to lie down and
take what rest he could. As he curled up in the berth, Rowdy came in,
jumped up on the berth and curled up beside the newcomer. Not a sign of
antagonism did the bulldog exhibit.
"Well, you're all right now," declared Harry. "That bulldog's our acid
test. When he thinks a fellow is all right, that settles it."
"That is very comforting," declared Carlos. "I hope Rowdy and I become
great friends. He's a nice dog."
"How's the foot?" inquired Harry. "I forgot to ask before."
"Great," declared Madero. "You boys are fine doctors."
Just at dusk the Fortuna drew into Biloxi bay. The boys had decided that
a few fish would be required for supper and had run out some distance
from shore where they threw over their lines with good success. Several
Spanish Mackerel graced the bag as a result of their efforts. They were
justly proud of their catch.
Charley and Frank were elected cooks for the evening. With Doright's
assistance they soon had a fine supper prepared. Fresh mackerel with a
package of Saratoga chips was the piece de resistance, but the table did
not lack for comforts.
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