Chapter 34

'The sea will not hold it!' exclaimed Hadrathus, quivering with excitement. 'Xaltotun would himself have cast it into the ocean long ago, had he not known that the first storm would carry it ashore. But on what unknown beach might it not land!' 'Well,' Conan was recovering some of his resilient confidence, 'there's no assurance that the thief will throw it away. If I know thieves--and I should, for I was a thief in Zamora in my early youth--he won't throw it away. He'll sell it to some rich trader. By Crom!' he str…