"You have nothing to fear from me," he continued, sweetly. "I am the guardian of the honest poor. This night I come to reveal to you a secret, which, rightly used, will bestow upon you riches, life-lasting and unlimited."
Körg, bewildered, could not yet yield simple faith. He clutched desperately his bread and pudding. He found no joyful words.
The little man frowned scathingly on the gift of
Klaus, then burst into a scornful laugh.
THE WONDER-MILL GRINDS.
"It is always thus, friend, with the money elves; they deal niggardly, even at the full. But, care not, since this meagre chip will prove to you a barter for
millions. Follow me! The great estates to Klaus; the treasures of the sea Körg shall know, to-night!" And, with a hand-wave, the elf led the way over the rough cliffs, Körg mutely following.