“That’s a big pile of money,” said Jack, his eyes sparkling.
“True, but we mustn’t expect to be so fortunate. It isn’t everybody who succeeds as well as that.”
“I should be satisfied with a thousand, Harry.”
“And what would you do with it, Jack?”
“Convey it home to my mother, Harry. But I would fix it so that my stepfather couldn’t get hold of it.”
“You are a good boy, Jack, for thinking so much of your mother. I wish I had a mother to provide for,” and Harry Vane looked sober.
“Do you know how far off Bendigo is, Harry?”
“About a hundred miles. That is, it is seventy-five miles to Mount Alexander, and the mines are twenty-five miles to the north of that.”
“It won’t take us long to travel a hundred miles,” said Jack hopefully.
“On the contrary, it will be a long and difficult journey, as far as I can find out. The country is full of bogs, swamps, and moist land.”