"Let's have a look."
"Oh, hush, please!" begged Grace, alarmed at the unrestraint of his
tone. "They might come back."
"No, they won't," Will asserted, for he had suddenly acquired great
dignity. "They have probably gone for another haul. In the meantime it
is up to us to inform the authorities, and mighty quick, too."
"But we don't even know that it _is_ loot, Will," Betty protested. "We
ought to make sure first."
"That's easy enough," Allen commented. "Besides I've been anxious to
examine the contents of that bag for a long time. Now, I'd like to see
anybody keep me from it!" and he rushed over to the other side of the
cave and was opening one of the bags even as he spoke.
The others crowded close beside him as he knelt on the ground, taking
advantage of the meager light from the cave mouth to examine its
contents. What they did see literally made them gasp. Gold and silver
and strings upon strings of beads--some very valuable, others less
so--and trinkets of all sorts and descriptions.
"Say, those gypsies are experts!" Frank exclaimed, awe in his tone. "I
think I'll go into the business.
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