he said he knew nothing about them." And this, let me add, is not strange, for it is bat lately that the caves have become known to the great majority of people.
"We don't want to let anybody suspect our mission here," put in Bob. "They might follow and rob us, you know."
"Thet's it," added old Jacob. "As long as we know about where the caves are, ye had better keep yer trap closed. I allers found thet it paid not to talk too much in a strange country."
Robert Menden had his written description of the caves with him, and before retiring, all hands pored over this, hoping by it to gain some clew concerning the box with the initials, M. M. M.
The rain continued to come down, but it did not lightning and thunder, and the gentle patter-patter on the roof acted as a lullaby to the tired boys, everyone of whom went sound asleep in short order. Then Robert Menden and old Jacob dropped off, and all became quiet in the two rooms which the party occupied.
How long he slept Don did not know. But he awoke with a start and sat up, not knowing what had aroused him.
The room was in semi-darkness, the smoky lamp being turned down low. All of the others were sleeping soundly.
