"Shiver my timbers if I can find it!" he muttered.
"Let me try!" I cried eagerly.
Both Angel and I thrust our hands in also and fumbled among the moist lumps of earth. I felt an earth-worm writhe away.
Captain Pegg now lighted a match and held it in the aperture. It cast a glow upon our tense faces.
"Hold it closer!" implored Angel. "This way—right here—don't you see?"
At the same moment we both had seen the heavy metal ring that projected, ever so little, above the surface of the earth. We grasped it simultaneously and pulled. Captain Pegg lighted another match. It was heavy—oh, so heavy!—but we got it out—a fair-sized leather bag bound with thongs. To one of these was attached the ring we had first caught sight of.
Now, kneeling as we were, we stared up in Captain Pegg's face. His wide, blue eyes had somehow got a different look.
"Little boys," he said gently, "open it!"
There in the moonlight, we unloosed the fastenings of the bag and turned its contents out upon the bare boards. The treasure lay disclosed then, a glimmering heap, as though, out of the dank earth, we had digged a patch of moonshine.
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