A few hundred dollars worth at most.

No, Brice.
this everlasting legend of buried treasure is fine in a sea-yarn.

But in real life it's buncombe." "But this same man told me there were stories of bullion ships and even more modern vessels carrying a money cargo that sank in these waters, during storms or from running into reefs," pursued Brice, with no great show of interest, as he leaned far overside for a second glimpse at a school of five-foot baracuda which lay basking on the snowy surface of the sand.
two fathoms below the boat.

"That, at least, sounds probable.
doesn't it ?" "No," snapped Milo flushing angrily and his brow creasing, "it doesn't.

These water are traversed every year by thousands of craft of all sizes.