Koloa," said Dan. "If that native is simple-minded, he may give away the whole secret."
Night was coming on rapidly, and long before we had reached the end of the valley we found ourselves shut in by lofty crags and almost total darkness.
"We will have to proceed with care," announced Oliver. "If we don't, we may go wrong."
A few minutes later we came to a fork in the road. Dan, who was in advance, wanted to turn to the right, but Oliver stopped him.
"To the left, Dan."
"Why, no, we want to go to the right," was the answer; and then both looked at me.
"I'm sure I don't know which is the right road," I announced, after a look around. "It seems to me, boys, that we didn't pass this point before."
"Well, it does look rather strange," was Oliver's return. "I wonder if we are mixed already."
We talked the matter over, and decided, right or wrong, to push ahead until the end of the valley was gained. A ten-cent piece was tossed up, and it was thereby settled that we should try the road to the left, close to the crags that frowned down upon us.
The way was stony and uncertain, and as it
