In the clear waters on the coral reef, Paul, by hanging over the stern, could distinctly see Tom on the bottom moving around in his ponderous dress.

He longed for the day when he could go down and behold the strange sights below in the green, transparent water.

At last, the yawl was loaded.

Tom came up and the helmet of his suit was removed and he enjoyed the pure, salt air once more.

The boat was headed for shore and the treasures landed.