THE first thing that the children did after breakfast was to fetch the precious box and take it out to thetool-shed in the garden. They were simply longing2 to force it open. All of them secretly felt certainthat it would hold treasure of some sort.
Julian looked round for a tool. He found a chisel3 and decided4 that would be just the thing to force thebox open. He tried, but the tool slipped and jabbed his fingers. Then he tried other things, but the boxobstinately refused to open. The children stared at it crossly.
"I know what to do," said Anne at last. "Let's take it to the top of the house and throw it down to theground. It would burst open then, I expect."44
The others thought over the idea. "It might be worth trying," said Julian. "The only thing is— it mightbreak or spoil anything inside the box."
But there didn't seem any other way to open the box, so Julian carried it up to the top of the house.
He went to the attic5 and opened the window there. The others were down below, waiting.
Julian hurled6 the box out of the window as violently as he could. It flew through the air and landedwith a terrific crash on the crazy paving below.
At once the french window there opened and their Uncle Quentin came out like a bullet from a gun.
"Whatever are you doing?" he cried. "Surely you aren't throwing things at each other out of thewindow? What's this on the ground?"
The children looked at the box. It had burst open, and lay on the ground, showing a tin lining7 that waswaterproof. Whatever was in the box would not be spoilt! It would be quite dry!
Dick ran to pick it up.
"I said, what's this on the ground?" shouted his uncle and moved towards him.
"It's— it's something that belongs to us," said Dick, going red.
"Well, I shall take it away from you," said his uncle. "Disturbing me like this! Give it to me.
Where did you get it?"
Nobody answered. Uncle Quentin frowned till his glasses nearly fell off. "Where did you get it?"he barked, glaring at poor Anne, who was nearest.
"Out of the wreck," stammered8 the little girl, scared.
"Out of the wreck!" said her uncle, in surprise. "The old wreck that was thrown up yesterday? I heardabout that. Do you mean to say you've been in it?""Yes," said Dick. Julian joined them at that moment, looking worried. It would be too awful if hisuncle took the box just as they got it open. But that was exactly what he did do!
"Well, this box may contain something important," he said, and he took it from Dick's hands.
"You've no right to go prying9 about in that old wreck. You might take something that mattered.""Well, it's my wreck," said George, in a defiant10 tone. "Please, Father, let us have the box. We'd justgot it opened. We thought it might hold— a gold bar— or something like that!""A gold bar!" said her father, with a snort. "What a baby you are! This small box would never hold athing like that! It's much more likely to contain particulars of what happened to the bars! I 45have always thought that the gold was safely delivered somewhere— and that the ship, empty of itsvaluable cargo11, got wrecked12 as it left the bay!""Oh, Father— please, please let us have our box," begged George, almost in tears. She suddenly feltcertain that it did contain papers that might tell them what had happened to the gold. But withoutanother word her father turned and went into the house, carrying the box, burst open and cracked, itstin lining showing through under his arm.
Anne burst into tears. "Don't blame me for telling him we got it from the wreck," she sobbed13.
"Please don't. He glared at me so. I just had to tell him.""All right, Baby," said Julian, putting his arm round Anne. He looked furious. He thought it was veryunfair of his uncle to take the box like that. "Listen— I'm not going to stand this. We'll get hold ofthat box somehow and look into it. I'm sure your father won't bother himself with it, George— he'llstart writing his book again and forget all about it. I'll wait my chance and slip into his study and getit, even if it means a spanking14 if I'm discovered!""Good!" said George. "We'll all keep a watch and see if Father goes out."So they took it in turns to keep watch, but most annoyingly their Uncle Quentin remained in his studyall the morning. Aunt Fanny was surprised to see one or two children always about the garden thatday, instead of down on the beach.
"Why don't you all keep together and bathe or do something?" she said. "Have you quarrelled withone another?"
"No," said Dick. "Of course not." But he didn't say why they were in the garden!
"Doesn't your father ever go out?" he said to George, when it was her turn to keep watch. "I don'tthink he leads a very healthy life."
"Scientists never do," said George, as if she knew all about them. "But I tell you what— he may go tosleep this afternoon! He sometimes does!"Julian was left behind in the garden that afternoon. He sat down under a tree and opened a book.
Soon he heard a curious noise that made him look up. He knew at once what it was!
"That's Uncle Quentin snoring!" he said in excitement. "It is! Oh— I wonder if I could possibly creepin at the french windows and get our box!"He stole to the windows and looked in. One was a little way open and Julian opened it a little more.
He saw his uncle lying back in a comfortable arm-chair, his mouth a little open, his eyes closed, fastasleep! Every time he took a breath, he snored.
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"Well, he really does look sound asleep," thought the boy. "And there's the box, just behind him, onthat table. I'll risk it. I bet I'll get an awful spanking if I'm caught, but I can't help that!"He stole in. His uncle still snored. He tiptoed by him to the table behind his uncle's chair. He tookhold of the box.
And then a bit of the broken wood of the box fell to the floor with a thud! His uncle stirred in hischair and opened his eyes. Quick as lightning the boy crouched15 down behind his uncle's chair, hardlybreathing.
"What's that?" he heard his uncle say. Julian didn't move. Then his uncle settled down again and shuthis eyes. Soon there was the sound of his rhythmic16 snoring!
"Hurrah!" thought Julian. "He's off again!"Quietly he stood up, holding the box. On tiptoe he crept to the French window. He slipped out andran softly down the garden path. He didn't think of hiding the box. All he wanted to do was to get tothe other children and show them what he had done!
He ran to the beach where the others were lying in the sun. "Hi!" he yelled. "Hi! I've got it! I've gotit!"
They all sat up with a jerk, thrilled to see the box in Julian's arms. They forgot all about the otherpeople on the beach. Julian dropped down on the sand and grinned.
"Your father went to sleep," he said to George. "Tim, don't lick me like that! And George, I went in— and a bit of the box dropped on the floor— and it woke him up!""Golly!" said George. "What happened?"
"I crouched down behind his chair till he went to sleep again," said Julian. "Then I fled. Now—let's see what's in here. I don't believe your father's even tried to see!"He hadn't. The tin lining was intact. It had rusted17 with the years of lying in the wet, and the lid was sotightly fitted down that it was almost impossible to move it.
But once George began to work at it with her pocket-knife, scraping away the rust18, it began to loosen— and in about a quarter-of-an-hour it came off!
The children bent19 eagerly over it. Inside lay some old papers and a book of some kind with a blackcover. Nothing else at all. No bar of gold. No treasure. Everyone felt a little bit disappointed.
"It's all quite dry," said Julian, surprised. "Not a bit damp. The tin lining kept everything perfect."47
He picked up the book and opened it. "It's a diary your great-great-great-grandfather kept of the ship'svoyages," he said. "I can hardly read the writing. It's so small and funny."George picked up one of the papers. It was made of thick parchment, quite yellow with age. Shespread it out on the sand and looked at it. The others glanced at it too, but they couldn't make outwhat it was at all. It seemed to be a kind of map.
"Perhaps it's a map of some place he had to go to," said Julian. But suddenly George's hands began toshake as she held the map, and her eyes gleamed brilliantly as she looked up at the others. Sheopened her mouth but didn't speak.
"What's the matter?" said Julian, curiously20. "What's up? Have you lost your tongue?"George shook her head and then began to speak with a rush. "Julian! Do you know what this is?
It's a map of my old castle— of Kirrin Castle— when it wasn't a ruin. And it shows the dungeons21!
And look— just look what's written in this corner of the dungeons!"She put a trembling finger on one part of the map. The others leaned over to see what it was—and, printed in old-fashioned letters was a curious word.
INGOTS
"Ingots!" said Anne, puzzled. "What does that mean? I've never heard that word before."But the two boys had. "Ingots!" cried Dick. "Why— that must be the bars of gold. They were calledingots."
"Most bars of metal are called ingots," said Julian, going red with excitement. "But as we know thereis gold missing from that ship, then it really looks as if ingots here meant bars of gold. Oh golly! Tothink they may still be hidden somewhere under Kirrin Castle. George! George! Isn't it terribly,awfully22 exciting?"
George nodded. She was trembling all over with excitement. "If only we could find it!" shewhispered. "If only we could!"
"We'll have a jolly good hunt for it," said Julian. "It will be awfully difficult because the castle is inruins now, and so overgrown. But somehow or other we'll find those ingots. What a lovely word.
Ingots! Ingots! Ingots!"
It sounded somehow more exciting than the word gold. Nobody spoke23 about gold any more.
They talked about the Ingots. Tim couldn't make out what the excitement was at all. He wagged histail and tried hard to lick first one and then another of the children, but for once in a way not 48one of them paid any attention to him! He simply couldn't understand it, and after a while he wentand sat down by himself with his back to the children, and his ears down.
"Oh, do look at poor Timothy!" said George. "He can't understand our excitement. Tim! Tim, darling,it's all right, you're not in disgrace or anything. Oh, Tim, we've got the most wonderful secret in thewhole world."
Tim bounded up, his tail wagging, pleased to be taken notice of once more. He put his big paw on theprecious map, and the four children shouted at him at once.
"Golly! We can't have that torn!" said Julian. Then he looked at the others and frowned. "What arewe going to do about the box?" he said. "I mean— George's father will be sure to miss it, won't he?
We'll have to give it back."
"Well, can't we take out the map and keep it?" said Dick. "He won't know it was there if he hasn'tlooked in the box. And it's pretty certain he hasn't. The other things don't matter much— they areonly that old diary, and a few letters."
"To be on the safe side, let's take a copy of the map," said Dick. "Then we can put the real map backand replace the box."
They all voted that a very good idea. They went back to Kirrin Cottage and traced out the mapcarefully. They did it in the tool-shed because they didn't want anyone to see them. It was a queermap. It was in three parts.
"This part shows the dungeons under the castle," said Julian. "And this shows a plan of the groundfloor of the castle— and this shows the top part. My word, it was a fine place in those days! Thedungeons run all under the castle. I bet they were pretty awful places. I wonder how people got downto them."
"We'll have to study the map a bit more and see," said George. "It all looks rather muddled24 to us atpresent— but once we take the map over to the castle and study it there, we may be able to make outhow to get down to the hidden dungeons. Ooooh! I don't expect any children ever had such anadventure as this."
Julian put the traced map carefully into his jeans pocket. He didn't mean it to leave him. It was veryprecious. Then he put the real map back into the box and looked towards the house. "What aboutputting it back now?" he said. "Maybe your father is still asleep, George."49
But he wasn't. He was awake. Luckily he hadn't missed the box! He came into the dining-room tohave tea with the family, and Julian took his chance. He muttered an excuse, slipped away from thetable, and replaced the box on the table behind his uncle's chair!
He winked25 at the others when he came back. They felt relieved. They were all scared of UncleQuentin, and were not at all anxious to be in his bad books. Anne didn't say one word during thewhole of the meal. She was so terribly afraid she might give something away, either about Tim or thebox. The others spoke very little too. While they were at tea the telephone rang and Aunt Fanny wentto answer it.
She soon came back. "It's for you, Quentin," she said. "Apparently26 the old wreck has caused quite alot of excitement, and there are men from a London paper who want to ask you questions about it.""Tell them I'll see them at six," said Uncle Quentin. The children looked at one another in alarm.
They hoped that their uncle wouldn't show the box to the newspapermen. Then the secret of thehidden gold might come out!
"What a mercy we took a tracing of the map!" said Julian, after tea. "But I'm jolly sorry now we leftthe real map in the box. Someone else may guess our secret!"
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