“Didn’t they miss a lot of bedrock around here?” I asked.
Pete said, “The company I was working for was run by old man Darniell. Anything he missed you could put in your eye.”
“But there were some places where they couldn’t get down to bedrock?”
“Yep.”
“Quite a lot of them?”
“Yep.”
“Then why can’t they redredge this country?”
“They can.”
“And make money?”
Pete pursed his lips. “Maybe.”