"Well, this is a bad turn of affairs," remarked the lad, as he faced the puzzled miner.
"What is, Tom?"
"Him having that map. It shows the location of the valley of gold, doesn't it, and tells how to get there?"
"That's what it does!"
"How did Andy happen to get it?"
"Jest as I told you. I was on my way t' your house, havin' inquired at th' post-office, an' th' man said that at your place there was a big shed, where you kept your airships. I come along, an', of course, when I see this house, an' the shed, an' had a glimpse of th' airship, I, of course, thought it was your place. An', though you'd never told me about it, I thought maybe this lad was in business with you. So, like a blamed young tenderfoot, I blurted out my business afore I thought, an' handed him the map for safe keepin'. He took it, too, that's the worst of it."
"Yes, that's the worst of it," agreed Tom. "But I'll get it back, if I have to cause his arrest, and search his whole house."
"But he runned away, Tom."
"Oh, he'll come back. Was there only one copy of the map of the valley, Abe!" asked Tom, anxiously.
"Yep; only one."
