"Then—-what?"
"I don't know," Tom answered almost fiercely. "Yes; I do know! As soon as our present few pennies are gone it means a future of fight and toil, on empty stomachs. But it's worth it, Harry—-if we live through the ordeal."
"And for what are we fighting?" inquired Harry musingly.
"First of all, then, for gold."
"Tom, I never knew you to be so crazy about gold before. What are we going to do with it—-if we get it?"
"There are the folks at home."
"Of course, Tom, and they would be our first thought—-if we had the gold. But we can do all we want to for the home folks out of the pay that we are able to earn at steady jobs."
"True."
"Then why are we fooling around here? We are nearly broke, but we can honestly settle all the debts we owe. Then we could get back to work and have bank accounts again within a few months."
"Yes; but only pitiful bank accounts—-a few hundreds of dollars, or a few thousands."