"You won't form a partnership?"
"No."
"I think I can locate that treasure in another day."
"Then go and do it."
"I—I've located the flat stone already."
"What!" came in a chorus, and all of the Dashaway's party were much dismayed.
"Yes, and I'll have the treasure box, and unless you agree to assist me you won't get a penny."
"When did you locate the tablet?" queried old Jacob.
"Yesterday afternoon. I would have opened it only"
"Only what?"
"I didn't have the tools, and it was cemented right in the wall of the cave."
"Indeed!" The old tar put up his hand to shut off the others from talking. "Farvel, I think yer a natural born story-teller. You ain't seed so much as a corner o' thet stone. It's a put-up job to make us take ye into partnership—but it won't work nohow."
"Jacob Ropes is right," said Robert Menden. "You haven't seen the tablet."
"It ain't in no wall!" burst out Danny, ere he had stopped to think twice. "It's—" He stopped in dismay.
