Your sailor could not read it, and would not know the value of the manuscript.

If he had, he would have carried it off." "Senor," said the Peruvian politely, "I have an idea that my father made a translation of this manuscript, or at all events a copy." "But I understood," put in Hope, still astride of his chair, "that you did not find the original manuscript until your father died." "That is quite true, sir," assented the other readily, "but I did not tell you everything the other night.

My father it was who found the manuscript at Cuzco, and although I cannot state authoritatively, yet I believe I am correct in saying that he had a copy made.

But whether the copy was merely a transcript or actually a translation, I cannot tell.

I think it was the former, as if Vasa, reading a translation, had learned of the jewels, he undoubtedly would have stolen them before selling this mummy to the Parisian collector." "Perhaps he did," said Braddock, pointing to the rifled corpse.