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Cyril Burleigh The Hilltop Boys on Lost Island

Jack had his way, for Percival had confidence in him and at length the boy paused and said:
"Listen, Dick! There are the parrots again. They won't talk if it is dark and all we have to do is to follow the sound and we will shortly come out into the light."
"I guess you're right," laughed the other. "I know we always used to cover our bird with a dark cloth when it got to chattering too much, and it stopped in an instant. But I don't hear them."
"Listen!" said Jack, pressing forward by the light of his pocket torch.
"I hear them now," said Percival. "They are using as bad language as ever.
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Cyril Burleigh The Hilltop Boys on Lost Island

This is the vessel we saw under water, or the one that stump of a mast belongs to, at any rate."
"I believe it is, Dick. Probably she drove in here, had a hole smashed in her bow, and then sank. The earth has settled in between the masses of rock above and around her, and hidden her, but there is still the fissure down which we have just come."
"This is as good as finding Captain Kidd's treasure, isn't it?" exclaimed young Smith. "We never expected to find anything. Shall we go in and see what more there is, Jack?"
"We may find ourselves in the water before we know it," murmured Jack.
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Cyril Burleigh The Hilltop Boys on Lost Island

The only treasure you dig out of the earth is the good crop you get by working at your corn and potatoes."
"That's true philosophy, Jack. I have never had to dig anything for myself, having rich folks who always looked after me. Perhaps it would have been better for me if I had had to do more for myself."
"Well, you are not a spoiled child, Dick," said Jack, "as some sons of rich parents are. You are not idle nor vicious, and you know the value of money. You will do for yourself when you leave school.
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