"Ike, remember your promise. You are to give me an opportunity to be present when you open that mysterious box. Oh, how I would like to learn its secret! Not for myself, but for you. It will be a great and pleasing discovery when you open that box."
"Maybe I have a great and pleasing disclosure to make to you now."
The girl's face assumed a sudden pallor.
"What do you mean, Ike?"
"I made you another promise. I told you I would find your uncle."
"I see, I see! You have found him?"
"Yes, I have found him."
"I know now why you told me the story of the old miser and the loss and recovery of his treasures."
"You discern why I told?"
"Yes."