"
"I told you it was of no use to search these crevices. I've explored
every inch."
"You have?"
"Yes."
"I think not."
Brooks knew Desmond so well he discerned that the lad had really made a
discovery, but he said nothing.
"You think not, eh?"
"I do."
"That would hint that you had found something."
"I have."
"What have you found?"
"I don't know yet, but I am certain I have found a cranny or nook that
you never explored."
"You have?"
"I have."
"What have you found?"
"Oh, it may be that it's 'tellings,' as the boys say."
Creedon looked at the lad in a curious way.
"It cannot be possible," he said, "that you have found anything?"
"Yes, I have."
"What have you found?"
"Guess."
"It's no time to guess; what have you found?"
"I'll show you what I've found; I want your help."
The lad found a piece of sapling about seven feet in length, and said:
"You gentlemen come with me; I'll show you something."
Animated by great interest and curiosity, Brooks and Creedon followed
Desmond. He led them to the little rock cave where the crevice abutted
on the solid wall of rock, and he said:
"Now what do you see?"
"We see the rock.
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