As he passed the oak-tree he glanced at it with a knowing smile. He might almost have been said to wag his head at it. And he patted the pocket where the key lay.... Close beside the key were five round golden disks—little yellow disks that might at any minute turn into great gold dragons.
They left the car at a fork in the road and were in the open country; they climbed a high hill, and a hill behind the high hill, and came out at last upon a bluff overlooking miles of country.
She took off her hat and sat down with a happy sigh, lifting her face to the breeze that came across the hill.
“Isn’t it good!”
He nodded, without speaking. His eyes were on the mountains in the distance. His heart was talking to five gold coins that lay just over it and caused it to beat in a jolly happy rhythm.
He put out a hand and touched hers.
“Something nice has happened today!” he said.
She turned her eyes to him.
“I think this is pretty nice!” Her hand swept all the reach of space about them.
“Guess,” he said teasingly.