“We didn’t, of course. We merely surmised that. It was something very valuable or they wouldn’t have been so anxious to get it.”
“I grant you that. But did you ever stop to consider how much a sack of gold, one of the heaviest metals, would weigh? And didn’t it ever occur to you that if a man had gold enough to fill a burlap sack, he’d be wealthy enough to afford a container a little more durable and dependable than burlap?”
“Why, I never thought of that,” Dick scratched his head.
“The inference is, that it wasn’t gold. Only a fool would put so precious a metal in burlap sacks.”
“Yes, that seems reasonable,” Dick smiled sheepishly. “But if it wasn’t gold, what was it?”
Corporal Rand laughed heartily.
“Now, my boy, you’re asking me a very difficult question. If we can find what they did with those sacks, I might be able to tell you.”
“I know what they did with those sacks,” Dick informed him.
“Very well, please tell me.”
“They buried them.”