farther, where Lottie found the answer to her
question. On a ledge set into the wall lay an
old wooden coffin.
“Storing the dead,” said Uncle Bert. A shiver
went down Lottie’s spine.
“Ugh! How horrid,” she said with disgust. “I
came for treasure, not skeletons!”
Reg, whowas bent double to fit his tall frame
into the tunnel, walked along behind Lottie.
“What sort of treasure are we looking for
?
”
he asked. “Diamonds
?
Rubies
?
Emeralds
?
”
“Gold,” said Uncle Bert confidently. “A hoard
of gold coins dating back to the year 60 AD.”
“How on Earth do you know that
?
”
asked Lottie.
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