“I think so, sir,” said Will modestly; “sulphur and iron.”
“Let’s go on now,” said Arthur; “I want to fish.”
“Stop and learn something, my boy,” said Mr Temple sternly.
“Oh! go on, please,” cried Dick, who was delighted to find so much knowledge in his new friend.
“What is this, then?” said Mr Temple, picking up a whitish metallic-looking piece of mineral.
“I don’t know exactly, sir,” said Will eagerly; “but I think it is partly antimony and partly silver.”
“Quite right again, my lad,” cried Mr Temple, clapping Will upon the shoulder of his fish-scaly blue jersey; “a great deal of antimony, and there is sulphur and iron too, I think, in this piece.”
“This must have come out of the working above there,” cried Will eagerly.
“Undoubtedly, my lad.”
“I didn’t know that there had been a mine here,” said Will.