“Oh, yes,” said the man in a weak voice. “I know something happened to my horse. But you aren’t my son Harry, are you?” he asked Bunny. “No, you can’t be my son—he’s much bigger than you!” went on Mr. Pott before Sue’s brother had a chance to answer. “My son was on the schooner _Mary Bell_ when she foundered. Harry was sick and I guess he didn’t get off. He wasn’t in my boat, but maybe another boat picked him up. Poor Harry! He’s gone, and so is my treasure. Harry was lost in the West Indies.”