"Found what?" demanded the Chief Guardian.
"I've found the treathure trail. I've got it, I know I have!"
CHAPTER XVI
TOO GOOD TO BE TRUE
"She's found the buried treasure!" screamed Buster.
The girls uttered a cheer. Harriet regarded Tommy's excited face
inquiringly.
"You really have found it?"
"Yeth, yeth."
"Where is the treasure?"
"I don't know. How thhould I know?"
"But you said you had found it," interposed the Chief Guardian.
"No, I thaid I had found the trail. Of courthe, I haven't found the
treathure. But I've found thomething, and--"
"What did you find? Come, tell us," urged Harriet.
Controlling herself somewhat, Tommy glanced triumphantly at the
expectant faces about her.
"There wath a man at thith camp latht night."
"What?" The girls asked the question at the top of their voices.
"There were two men here latht night," persisted Grace.
"Please explain what you mean, Grace," commanded the Chief Guardian.
"You say there were two men here last night. How do you know?"
"I found the markth of their feet--in the thand. But that wathn't all
I found. There wath a boat here, too--a boat. Now, what do you think
of that?"
"Try to be more explicit, Grace," urged Miss Elting.
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