CHAPTER XIV.
THE START UP THE RIVER.
"If it wasn't for finding that treasure box I'd just as lief stay here for a few days," remarked Tom, on getting up the following morning.
"Ditto myself," came from Sam.

"We could have a boss good time, eh ?" "How about it if Nellie and Grace weren't here ?" came from Dick, and then dodged a shoe thrown at him by Tom and a pillow sent forth by Sam.
"No, boys, it won't do--we must leave for the hunt to-day.

Why, there may be a million in it." "That's right, Dick; when you fly, fly high," said Tom.

"That Frenchman never had a million.

If he had a couple of thousand he'd be lucky." "And of course, a couple of thousand is of no importance to us," put in Sam grandiloquently.
"All right; I'll go on the hunt alone." "No, Dick, of course we'll go," said Tom hastily.