“You think it is not gold, sir?” I said. “I am sure it is,” he replied, sadly. “Tell me whereabouts you found it;” and I described the place.
“Yes,” he said; “one of our most lovely valleys. Here, are you tired?”
“No.”
“Are you?” he said, turning to Esau, who replied that he was not the least so.
“Stop a moment—to whom have you spoken?”
“Spoken, sir?”
“How many people about the place have you told about the gold?”
“No one, sir.”
“Neither of you?” he said, with a sharp look at Esau.
“We came straight to you,” I said, “because I felt that you ought to know about it, and I thought you would give us your advice.”