take any treasure by using the part of the map we don’t own.”

“But Sam doesn’t own it by right!” Nicky urged. “It was sent to the Governor of Jamaica and stolen from him. Then Sam found it.”

“But there must be part of the Governor’s family still alive,” Tom said, agreeing with Cliff’s attitude, “and if Captain Kidd sent the map in two parts so that both his friends would be sure to share in his treasure, we have no right to take the other fellow’s share!”

“That’s so,” Nicky agreed. “Anyhow, Sam has no right to it either.”

“But he has part of the map!” Tom reminded Nicky.

“What ought we to do?” Nicky questioned.

“I guess it’s a case for older heads to decide,” Tom suggested. “Cliff’s father——”

“Yes, we can ask him,” Nicky agreed. “How about letting Mr. Neale know about it?”

“I like him,” Cliff asserted. “He’s honest and he knows a whole lot about these islands. And he could help us a lot. My father could advise us but he wouldn’t want to go on any adventure; he had enough of that with the Incas.”

“Then there is Nicky’s uncle, who has the real map,” Tom reminded his chums. “How about him?”

“Let’s tell Cliff’s father first,” Nicky urged. “Then we can do as he says.”

It was agreed that this was the best way out. They found the old scholar sorting some broken bits of pottery. These had been taken out of old mounds of refuse, centuries old, where the Carib Indians had thrown their cast off and broken utensils. Mr. Gray, by reason of his wide experience with such things, and with the help of the young archaeologist, had become proficient at the art of piecing the broken bits into their original places so that many valuable objects were rebuilt, or, at least, reassembled.

After he had heard their story, Mr. Gray deliberated for a while and then he gave them his opinion. The boys admitted its soundness and decided to act upon it that very evening! 

CHAPTER IV CAPTAIN’S KIDD’S GHOST

Seated around the supper table in the plantation house, the chums could hardly contain their impatience while the colored servant removed the dishes. The abrupt twilight had passed into deep, dark night. A kerosene lamp on the table threw weird shadows on the wall 

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