And there he saw strange and
wonderful sights, for it was the remains of a buried
city, that had once been the home of a great
and powerful tribe unlike the Indians--the ancient
Mayas it would seem.
"Can you take us to this cavern?" asked the professor.
"Yes," answered Goosal. "I will lead to it
those who saved the life of Tal--them and their
friends. I will take you to the lost city!"
"Good!" cried Mr. Damon, when this had been
translated. "Now let Beecher try to play any
more tricks on us! Ho! for the cavern and the
lost city of Kurzon."
"And the idol of gold," said Tom Swift to
himself. "I hope we can get it ahead of Beecher.
Perhaps if I can help in that--Oh, well, here's hoping,
that's all!" and a little smile curved his lips.
Greatly excited by the strange news, but
maintaining as calm an air outwardly as possible, so
as not to excite the Indians, Tom and his friends
returned to camp to prepare for their trip. Goosal
had said the cavern lay distant more than a two-
days' journey into the jungle.
CHAPTER XXII
THE STORM
"Now," remarked Tom, once they were back
again in their camp, "we must go about this trip
to the cavern in a way that will cause no suspicion
over there as to what our object is," and he
nodded in the direction of the quarters of his
rival.
"Do you mean to go off quietly?" asked Ned.
"Yes. And to keep the work going on here,
at these shafts," put in the scientist, "so that
if any of their spies happen to come here they
will think we still believe the buried city to be
just below us.
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