CHAPTER III
SAMMY GETS A CLUE
"What a boy!" cried Mr. Bouncer, in dismay.
"He'll be hurt! Stop the carriage!" exclaimed Mrs. Bouncer.
"Not a bit of it, ma'am!" grunted the old man who was driving the horses. "Boys never get hurt. They always land on their feet, like cats, ma'am. He's all right—there he goes," he added, looking over the side of the carriage.
He had, however, pulled up the horses, who came to a stop. Then Mr. and Mrs. Bouncer could see that Sammy was indeed all right. He was running across the sand toward an aged man who was seated on an overturned boat, not far from the Bouncer Cottage.
"Is that the sailor who told you about the pirate gold?" Bob wanted to know.
"Yes," said his mother, "but"
"Come on!" cried Bob to Frank. "We can't let Sammy get ahead of us on this. May we go, Mother?"
"Oh, yes, I suppose so," she sighed, with a look at her husband, who smiled and nodded. "We can unpack better if you boys are out of the house, anyhow," she added. "But don't be gone too long."
"Only long enough to find out about the pirate treasure," answered Bob, as he and Frank got out of the carriage to run after Sammy, who was already close to the old sailor.
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