when Bluff showed her that terribly large knife. She's afraid of such
things. I'm sure she must have worried some about it, and I was
thinking--"

"What?"

"That perhaps she may have considered it prudent to hide it away so that
he couldn't find it again. I believe she would in my case, anyhow. It
would be just like Nellie."

"Oh, well, it doesn't matter much, only Bluff is such a fellow to hang
on a thing he'll never give us any peace about it. Have you asked Will?"
said Jerry.

"No. I will, though; but I don't think he would bother his head about a
dozen knives. If it were a camera, now, or a rapid-action rectilinear
lens, you could depend on him to take notice."

Frank was as good as his word. Will denied having touched the article in
question, and said he was sorry to hear Bluff would be deprived of a
pleasure.

And so for the time being the mystery remained such, with Bluff
occasionally digging into that trunk in a vain search, and always
sighing mournfully because he failed to bring the lost treasure to
light.

The boys bunked in one big room. It was very much like a picnic for
them, and would often bring back pleasant memories whenever they looked
at the rather clever view Will managed to get of the interior, with his