“That’s the way to do it, Grant,” said Tom, his face fairly radiant. “It pays to dig for gold at this rate.”
“So it does, Tom. I felt sure the old gentleman wouldn’t deceive us.”
“If it will only last, we shall make our fortunes.”
“This pocket won’t last, of course, but we may strike another. You know Mr. Gibbon told us he took out ten thousand dollars in six months.”
“That is true, so we may hope for a good streak of luck.”
“There is one thing I have been thinking of, Tom. Where shall we keep our gold-dust?”
Tom looked doubtful.
“If we could send it away,” he said, “it would be better. Of course, if we keep it under our own charge we may be robbed.”
“To begin with, we must not let any one know how well we are doing.”
“That is important. The news would attract adventurers and thieves.”