Part 28 (1/2)

”Not a soul, sir.”

”Have you got all we want?”

”I believe you, Mas'r Harry. Two spades, two mules, plenty to eat and drink, plenty of powder and lead, and coffee-bags enough--brand-new ones of your uncle's--to put in all the treasure we shall find.”

I could not see Tom's face, but I felt sure that he was indulging in a good grin. However, I said nothing; but enjoining caution, we each took the bridle of a mule and began to thread our way cautiously amongst the trees, taking the precaution of setting off in an opposite direction to that we intended afterwards to pursue.

It was a strange and a weird journey, but we went on hour after hour, and nothing molested us. About midnight we halted to let the beasts graze for half an hour in a gra.s.sy vale, while we did what Tom called the same; our pasture being cake, and our drink spirit and water.

Refreshed by our short halt, we again journeyed, and from time to time, after giving Tom the bridle of my mule, I stayed back to listen and try to discover whether we were followed; but, save the cry of some beast, there was nothing to be heard.

About two hours after midnight we struck the little stream, and soon after were well in the ravine, when, for the purpose of exercising greater caution, and, as Tom said, running the risk of being stung, we each took the bridle of our mule over one arm and went down on all fours, crawling forward; and so slow was our progress that, were we watched and a glimpse of us obtained, I felt certain that we must be taken for a little herd slowly grazing towards the mouth of the great cavern.

We reached the rocky pa.s.s at last, and then, m.u.f.fling the feet of the mules with the coffee-bags, we took them cautiously on--the intelligent beasts clambering carefully and with hardly a sound--when we led them right in for some distance, gave them the maize we had brought, and then sat down in the darkness listening to their crunching of the grain and the loud cries of the guacharo birds as they flew in and out, fortifying ourselves the while with a hearty meal--Tom foregoing his pipe for reasons of cautious tendency.

According to my calculations the day would break in about an hour's time; and during that hour, but always on the alert, we stretched ourselves upon the sand to rest, listening to every sound; for there was the possibility, we knew, of there being enemies, biped or quadruped, within a few yards of where we rested.

Towards daybreak it turned intensely cold--colder than I could have imagined possible in a tropic land; but we were prepared to bear cold as well as danger, for a fire would, of course, have been inviting observation.

Day at last; with a glorious flush of light reaching down the valley, and making the stalact.i.tes on the roof to glisten. But our ideas now were bent on the object we had in view, and nature's magnificence was unnoticed.

As soon as the light had penetrated sufficiently, we led the mules farther in, and secured them in the broad pa.s.sage, so that they could reach the water of the stream; our next step being to creep cautiously to the rocky barrier, and, well sheltering ourselves, to watch long and carefully for some sign of spies.

We did so for a full hour, but the silence of the place was even awful.

Then the grey dawn brightened into the sweet fresh morning, with the heavy dew glistening in the suns.h.i.+ne as it dripped from the great tropic leaves--otherwise all was still; and convinced at length that those who had hitherto dogged our steps had for this time been eluded, I made a sign to Tom; and going in about fifty yards, we seized our spades and began to throw the light soil and sand into the bed of the little stream, shovelful after shovelful, so as to form a dam, which was at first washed down nearly as fast as we piled it up; but at last our efforts were successful, and the dammed-up water began to flow aside, cutting for itself a new channel through the sand, and making its exit a few feet nearer the rocky barrier, but taking up its former course on the other side.

We rested then for a few minutes, faint and hot; but the excitement of the quest took from us the sense of fatigue, for the water had all drained away from the bed of the stream, and the little pool close under the rocky barrier now presented the appearance of a depression whose bottom was covered with a beautifully clean sand.

I had come provided this time with a longer rod, and, taking it in my trembling hands, I stood for a few moments upon the sand, anxious, but dreading to force it down lest it should be to prove that I had been deceived by my over-sanguine nature.

Then, rousing myself, I thrust the rod down, when, at the depth of four feet, it came in contact with some obstacle.

Drawing it up I tried again and again, Tom eagerly watching the while, as I proved to a certainty that there was something buried in the sand, extending over a s.p.a.ce of about three feet by two, while elsewhere I could force the rod down to the depth of over five feet without let or hindrance.

”Try yourself, Tom,” I said hoa.r.s.ely, as I pa.s.sed to him the rod, which he seized eagerly, and thrust down; while trembling with excitement I cautiously climbed the barrier, beneath which lay the hole, and peered over the rocks into the valley.

Not a leaf moving--all hot and still in the morning sun; and I returned to Tom.

”Well?” I said eagerly.

”Well,” echoed Tom; ”I should think it is well! There _is_ something buried here, Mas'r Harry, and it ain't rocks, nor stones, nor wood. I fancy it's a lead coffin, for it feels like it with the point of the rod.”

”Nonsense!” I said impatiently. ”There would be no lead coffins here, Tom.”

”We'll see, anyhow, Mas'r Harry,” he exclaimed. And seizing a spade he began to hurl the sand out furiously. ”There's a something down here, that's certain,” he panted out between the spadefuls, ”but what it is goodness knows. All I can say is that it's a something.”

”Let me come too, Tom,” I cried excitedly.

”No, I shan't, Mas'r Harry!” he exclaimed. ”There ain't room for both of us to work at once, and we shall only be tripping one another up.

Let me work a spell, and then you can take a turn.”