"As I thought," said Hal. "You have been holding out. We can't have anything like that, you know. Where is the gold?"
Nicolas, for a moment, seemed about to make a denial, but Hal eyed him steadily, and he said at last:
"It is under this floor here," and he tapped the floor with his foot.
"All right," said Hal. "In shape to be carried?"
"Why yes, I guess half a dozen men could carry it well enough."
"I am glad to hear that," said Hal, "because I want you to dig it out right now."
Again Nicolas started to protest, but apparently thinking better of it, changed his mind and said:
"It shall be as you say. But you will not hold this against me, my having held some of the gold for my own?"
"Not if you do as I say."
"And I shall have more gold?"