"Where—where?" demanded his wife, eagerly.
"That's a secret," replied Matthew.
"I must have it from him before he dies," thought his wife. "Had we better not secure it without delay?" she added, aloud. "Some other person may find it."
"Oh, it's safe enough," replied Matthew. "It has remained undiscovered for more than a hundred years, and will continue so for a hundred to come, unless I bring it forth."
"But you will bring it forth, won't you?" said Judith.
"Undoubtedly," replied Matthew, "if I get better. But not otherwise. Money would be of no use to me in the grave."
"But it would be of use to me," replied his wife.
"Perhaps it might," replied the sexton; "but if I die, the knowledge of the treasure shall die with me."
"He is deceiving me," thought Judith, beginning to rub his shoulder afresh.
"I suspect you have played me false, you jade," cried Malmayns, writhing with pain. "The stuff you have applied burns like caustic, and eats into my flesh."