"But I don't see any gold and silver," said George.
"Pick it up!" replied Tom Tiddler. "You'll see it quick enough then."
George bent down, and there, sure enough, in his hand was a lump of something sparkling in the light.
"Gold!" he cried, and he commenced to pick up more and more. He soon had a large heap by his side.
"How can I carry all this away?" he thought to himself.
Tom Tiddler jumped up and handed him a large sack.
"Oh, thank you!" and George shovelled all the gold and silver into it, while all the others sat watching him in silence. No one offered to help him, which he thought rather rude.
The sack was very heavy when he had filled it, and he could only just manage to lift it.
"Now that you've found your fortune, what are you going to do?" asked Tom Tiddler. "Go home, I suppose, and spend it." And they all laughed once more.
"I don't see anything to laugh at," said George. "I would go home, only I don't know my way."