"At my option?"
Gungadhura nodded. Dick whistled.
"There'd have to be a time limit. I can't stay and dig forever for a matter of fifty thousand dibs."
Gungadhura grew emphatic at that point, using both clenched fists to beat the air.
"Time limit? There must be no time lost at all! Have you promised to
be silent? Have you promised not to breathe one little word to anybody?—
Not to your own wife? Not to Samson?—Above all not to Samson?
Then I will tell you."
Gungadhura glanced about him like a stage conspirator.
"Go on," said Dick. "There's nobody here knows English except you and me."
"You are to dig for the treasure of Sialpore! The treasure of my ancestors!"
"Fifty thousand dibs—or one per cent. at my option, eh? Make it two per cent., and draw your contract!"
"Two per cent. is too much!"