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three of us stared at each other in utter dismay, unable for the moment to speak. The map—that precious bit of parchment—was gone, lost! What should we do now?

"And our tickets to Honolulu all bought!" groaned Dan, who was the first to break the painful silence.

"Are you sure it is lost?" I said. "Haven't you it anywhere about your clothing? Feel in every pocket."

"Maybe you left it home," suggested Dan, a faint ray of hope shining in his face.

"No, I am sure I had it when I came away, worse luck," groaned Oliver. "And I am equally sure I haven't it now," he added, after a thorough search not only of his person but also of the carriage. "The question is, where did I drop it?"

"Do you remember falling or stumbling?" I asked.

"No—yes, I do—down near the pool, just as