"I'll go with you!" I said. We shook hands on it. "When do we
start?" I asked.

"Now!" said Edgar. I thought he wished to test me; he had touched
upon one of my pet vanities.

"You can't do that with me!" I said. "My bags are packed and ready
for any place in the wide world, except the cold places. I can
start this minute. Where is it, the Gold Coast, the Ivory Coast,
the Spanish Main----"

Edgar frowned inscrutably. "Have you an empty suit-case?" he asked.

"Why EMPTY?" I demanded.

"To carry the treasure," said Edgar. "I left mine in the hall. We
will need two."

"And your trunks?" I said.

"There aren't going to be any trunks," said Edgar. From his pocket
he had taken a folder of the New Jersey Central Railroad. "If we
hurry," he exclaimed, " we can catch the ten-thirty express, and
return to New York in time for dinner."

"And what about the treasure?" I roared.

"We'll' bring it with us," said Edgar.

I asked for information. I demanded confidences. Edgar refused