The diving bell was halted and they gazed around sharply for some sign of the demons. Not a monster of the deep was in sight. The moss was torn up on all sides, and here and there lay parts of bodies and bones, but that was all. "Perhaps they all killed each other," suggested Dave. "Let us hope so," came from his father. The mossy plain was now passed, and gradually the diving bell slipped down the slope of the valley beyond. Here the light was not so good and they had to turn on the electricity. At the bottom of the valley grew a number of submarine trees and bushes, with vines which sent up their swaying bodies several hundreds of feet into the crystal-like water. At last the diving bell came to a stop at the very bottom of the valley, among the trees. They signaled to stop lowering and then brought out a tiny searchlight which had been brought along. This was swept in every direction. Suddenly Dave uttered an exclamation: "Look! There is something which resembles a ship's stern!" The young diver was right. Far down the valley his eye had beheld some woodwork, half buried in the muck and moss. In a few minutes both father and son were working the claw-like feet of the diving bell and moving toward the wreckage in crab-like fashion. As they advanced they saw a dark object above them coming down swiftly. Amos Fearless caught his son by the arm and both drew back. Then Dave gave a start. The dark object was the diving bell from the _Raven_! The bell contained Cal Vixen, Lemuel Hankers, and Bart. Dave motioned to his father in the sign language of the divers: "Come, let us get to the wreck first." Amos Fearless caught his son by the arm and moved forward once more. But the rival diving bell was between them and their object, and they had to make a semicircle with their own diving bell. The rivals now saw the bell from the _Swallow_, and as both bells came closer, Lemuel Hankers shook his fist at the Fearlesses. "You're a cheerful enemy," was Dave's dry comment. Soon our friends were close to the wreckage, and Dave gave a shout: "The _Happy Hour_! See, the name is on the stern!" He was right, the wreck was indeed that of the ship for which they had searched so long. The second diving bell now came up and came to a standstill directly at the side of the wreck. But Dave was the first on board, and as Vixen approached he motioned to the rival diver in the sign language: "We claim this wreck, which we discovered first." "We claim the wreck," returned Cal Vixen. And he made several motions to Lemuel Hankers and his son. It soon looked as if there would be a fight then and there, but this would have been suicidal for all hands. Yet when Dave and his father tried to enter the cabin of the _Happy Hour_, Cal Vixen attempted to bar their way. Instantly Amos Fearless seized the rival diver and hurled him back. "Touch me or my son and you will pay dearly for it," he motioned to Vixen.