"I don't think we'll do any gold digging this winter," said Mark. "We'll have to wait until next spring."
"Well, we'll be on the ground, when the season opens," said Bob, consolingly.
"Ready to pick up nuggets, eh?" put in Si, with a broad grin.
"You're right, Si," laughed Mark. "And the bigger the better."
"Wouldn't mind finding one worth a million, would you?"
"Better make it two millions while you are at it," came from Bob.
"I am willing to take what comes," said Mark. "But I do hope we find some gold," he added, wistfully.
"We have certainly gone through enough to get it," added the former sailor lad.