"If there was only a direct descendant of Napoleon!" "Well, there isn't," retorted Fitzgerald, dismissing the subject into limbo.

"And much good it would do if there was." "This treasure would rightly be his," insisted Breitmann.
"It was put together to bring Napoleon back.

There is no Napoleon to bring back." "In other words, the money belongs to the finder ?" "Exactly." "Findings is keepings," the admiral determined.

"That's Captain Flanagan's rule." The girl could bring together no reasons for the mind inclining to the thought that between the two young men there had risen an antagonism of some sort, nothing serious but still armed with spikes of light in the eyes and a semi-truculent angle to the chin.

Fitzgerald was also aware of this apparency, and it annoyed him.