“We’ll have to keep our eyes open,” answered Pepper.
Once more they made the dirt fly, loosening it with their knives and some sharp-pointed sticks, and scooping it away with their hands. They did not mind getting dirty—all their thoughts were on uncovering the pot of gold, if it was really there.
“This doesn’t look like anything,” grumbled Andy, after they had been digging the best part of half an hour.
“Do you want to give up?” questioned Jack, quickly.
“Not yet.”
“Here is a flat stone,” said Pepper. “It is quite large, too. We will have some trouble getting it up.”
“Perhaps it is placed directly over the pot of gold,” said Andy.
They worked all around the flat stone and then pried up one end with a heavy stick. Pepper placed his hand beneath.
“There is something under it,” he announced. “Feels like an iron pot!”
“Let us get that stone up!” cried Jack.