Sikaso, a faithful Krooman, hid it for us when we
could not carry it away. If you find it you can have it."
The old man rubbed his hands in greedy glee.
"Oh thank you, boys; thank you, I'll find it, I'll find it," he
croaked, his wrinkled old face wreathed in smiles.
"Lathrop," ordered Frank, "you and Billy take Mr. Barr back to
shore. Harry and I will stay here.
"We have a lot to do. Leave the Golden Eagle ashore to be packed
and forwarded later. Hurry back in the launch."
"What are you going to do?" demanded Barr.
"I think that your interest in our movements ceased with the signing
of this paper," rejoined Frank.
At that moment the Brigand gave a violent shudder as if she was
indeed about to go down. With a shrill scream of terror old Barr
ran out on deck and hastily clambered down on to the reef. From
there he waded with Billy and Lathrop to the Golden Eagle II, and
was taken ashore.
"Now then to work," said Frank as the aeroplane winged her way
shoreward with their enemy.
"What are you going to do?" demanded Harry in an astonished tone.
There didn't seem to be much to do to his mind but wait till they
were taken off the stranded yacht by the launch.
"You'll see," replied Frank. "In the first place, Harry, the
Brigand was never in any danger of sinking.
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