"Oh! senor, a hundred times and more."
"Is it supposed to be worth much?"
"From its light and size, many millions of duros."
"And yet it has been allowed to glitter away there for more than three hundred and fifty years!" I exclaimed, with incredulity.
"Because, senor, its exact locality can never be discovered, even by the most active searchers."
"Why?"
"On their approach it gradually fades, and finally disappears."
"But in daylight?"
"Not a trace of it can be found among the rocks, though a thousand men have searched for it a thousand times, till their fingers were worn and their hearts grew sick."
"Strange!" we exclaimed.