He there!" "Try it!" said Wabigoon tersely.
He hurried to the fire, and Rod went with him to gather more fuel while the young Indian warmed his chilled body.

They heard the old pathfinder leap into the water under the fall as they ran.
Ten minutes later Mukoki joined them.
"Gone! Bad-dog man no there!" He stretched out one of his dripping arms.
"Gol' bullet!" he grunted.
In the palm of his hand lay another yellow nugget, as large as a hazelnut! "I told you," said Wabi softly, "that John Ball was coming back to his gold.

And he has done so! The treasure is in the pool!" But where was John Ball?
Dead or alive, where could he have disappeared?
Under other conditions the chasm would have rung with the wild rejoicing of the gold seekers.

But there was something now that stilled the enthusiasm in them.

At last the ancient map had given up its secret, and riches were within their grasp.