Again, they may be so near the treasure they'll
only think of remaining near that to guard it."
"By the way, Jack, where is this fort? Rather, where was it?"
"As nearly as I am able to determine just now, it was located on the
north side of that point that lies on the east side of the bay. There's
a bayou sets up to the eastward from that point and it is on the chart
here as 'Fort Bayou,' so I think that must have been the place. Anyhow,
that's the place to which I have been directed."
"Here it is," cried Charley, who had been examining the chart. "Here it
says, 'Old Spanish Fort.' It's just where you said it was."
"Then we'll go over there in the morning, if you like."
"Let's go over there tonight," urged Tom. "There's going to be a fine
moon and we're all interested, so we won't sleep any."
"Sure! That would be fine," scorned Harry. "All of us go across the bay
looking for this old treasure and Wyckoff will have a free hand to come
in and sink the good ship Fortuna."
"We can draw straws and leave a watch here," suggested Tom.
"And Wyckoff or Lopez throw a stick of dynamite over on deck and up in
the air they'd go! Why not take the Fortuna along?"
"I don't think there's water enough over there," Jack objected.
"Well, then, I'll tell you what we'll do," began Harry, "we'll all of us
hold an election. Let Doright in on it and Carlos and--"
"Yacht Ahoy!" came a hail from the wharf.
"Answer him, Tom, you're nearest the door," suggested Jack.
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