"An' we anchored right out here when we took that treasure ashore! I remember it as well as if it was yesterday!" And he nodded over and over again.
"And where is the cave from here?" asked Mr. Rover, who was as anxious as anybody to locate the treasure.
"You can't see it, because it's behind the trees an' rocks," replied the tar.
The reef beyond the horseshoe was a dangerous one, with the sea dashing up many feet over it. There was only one break, less than thirty feet wide, so gaining entrance to the harbor would be no eaey matter in a rowboat.
"We had better wait until morning before we go ashore," said Captain Barforth. "Even if we land we'll be able to do little in the darkness."
"Oh, don't wait!" pleaded Tom.
"Why can't some of us go ashore?" put in Sam, who was as impatient as his brother.
"I'd like to go myself," added Dick, "even if I had to stay ashore all night. Remember, the Josephine is on the way here, and the sooner some of us get to land and locate that cave the better."
"The Josephine isn't here yet," said Fred.
"No, but she may put in an appearance at any time," answered Tom. "I believe in taking time by the forelock, as the saying is."
