Their
conquerors knew nothing of the gold and jewels hidden in the desert
three hundred miles distant, and that marvelous hoard, gathered from
Persia and India by generations of traders, has lain there for nearly
two thousand years."
This time he was sure he had riveted the attention of his hearers. They
would have been dull, indeed, if their wits were not stirred by the
possibilities underlying that last sentence. Royson, of course, jumped
to conclusions which the others were slow to reach. But Stump was not
backward in summing up the facts in his own way.
"Am I right in supposin' that you know where this stuff is hid, Mr. von
Kerber?" he asked, his small eyes twinkling under the strain of
continuous thought.
"Yes."
"Are you positive?"
"Yes."
"Does anybody else know?"
Royson felt that the Baron did not expect this question, but the answer
came promptly:
"Mr. Fenshawe knows, and the two ladies who accompany him have a
species of general knowledge."
"If I took c'rect bearin's, accordin' to your yarn the cargo is planted
some distance from the coast?"
"About forty miles.
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