"Man! it's been a great day, and if ye'd been there ye'd have had your chance. I lit on some graand things. Wait while I show you——"
"Let's get 'em all aboard first. They'll keep, and I'll be bound you're tired and hungry."
"Hungert as a wolf, but finding siccan things takes the tired out o' one," and his black eyes sparkled over his finds, and he must go on telling about them as they worked.
"It was down under where we found yon Duke o' Kent box. I spied another, and then more, mebbe there's, more yet down below."
"More fancy coats?"
"Ah!—and some with jewelled stars on 'em and swords with fancy hilts. I'll show you when we get aboard."
"You didn't come across any tools, I suppose?"
"Tools? No. What would we want tools for?"
"I was wondering if it might not be possible to build some kind of a boat and get across to Nova Scotia."
"We're safer here than trying that, I'm thinking."