"
The girls didn't even pretend to be shocked at this--they were too taken
up with their own emotions--too excited to notice such trivial remarks.
"Oh, aren't they wonderful?" cried Amy, down on her knees before the
bag, and running her fingers through the brilliant mass delightedly.
"How do they ever get such things?"
"That's a funny question to ask," Grace remarked. "They steal them, of
course."
"But what are we going to do?" asked Betty practically. "If all the bags
contain things like these, this cave is a mighty valuable place. Oh, and
to think that we were the ones to discover it!"
"Well, you people can stay here and guard the loot if you want to," said
Will. "But I'm going over to the mainland to hunt up a couple of ancient
sheriffs--I suppose they are ancient," he added whimsically. "In
stories, you wouldn't recognize a sheriff without his whiskers."
"Never mind the whiskers," said Mollie impatiently. "The thing is,
somebody has to stay and guard the cave or it will disappear the way it
did the other time, and you will bring the authorities over here for
nothing.
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