"
A big pile of wood had been collected for the fire, and Tom now
piled some logs and branches on the blaze. It would last for some
time now, and the adventurers, still talking of the "ghost" went
back into the tent. It was over an hour before they all got to
sleep again, and Mr. Jenks and Mr. Damon took turns in getting up
once or twice during the remainder of the night to replenish the
fire.
Morning dawned without anything further having occurred to
disturb them, and, after a hearty breakfast, to which Tom added
some fish he caught in a nearby mountain stream, they set off up
the trail on Phantom Mountain.
They had left their tent standing, as they proposed making that
spot their headquarters until they located the cave they were
seeking. What their course would be after that would depend on
the circumstances.
If they had expected to have an easy task locating the cavern
in which Mr. Jenks had seen diamonds made, the adventurers were
disappointed. All that day they tramped up and down the mountain,
looking for some secret entrance, but none was disclosed. The
higher they went up the great peak, the fainter became the trail,
until, at length it vanished completely.
But this was not to be wondered at, since it was on solid rock,
in which no footsteps would leave an impression.
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