what a head you ha got tom but i can t take it up so seems to me this dust is like the grain that is shed from a ripe crop before it comes to the now if we could trace � how can you trace up to the lump when the lump is turned to george held his peace � shut up hut not convinced you two lucky ones cried a voice distant about thirty yards will you buy our hole it is breaking our heart here robinson went up and found a large hole to a great depth it was yielding literally nothing and this determined that personage to buy it if it was cheap what there is must be somewhere all in a lump he offered ten pounds for it which was eagerly snapped at well done said one of the band we would have taken ten shillings for it explained he to robinson paid the money and let himself down into the hole with his he drove his into the clay and the bottom of it just reached the rock he looked up i would have gone just one foot deeper before i gave in said he he called george come george we can know our fate in ten minutes they the clay away down to about one inch above the rock and there in the white clay they found a little bit of gold as big as a pin s head we have done it this time cried robinson a little more off not too deep and save the clay this time a score of little came to view sticking in the clay no need for washing picked them out with their knives the news soon spread and a multitude round the hole and looked down on the men picking out peas and beans of pure gold with their knives presently a voice cried shame give the men back their hole cried others they paid for a chance and it turned out well a bargain is a bargain and his mates looked sorrowfully down robinson saw their faces and came out of the hole a moment he took aside and whispered jump into our hole like lightning it is worth four pound a day god bless you said he ran and jumped into the hole just as another man was going to take possession by s law no party is allowed to occupy two holes all that afternoon there was a mob looking down at george and robinson picking out peas and beans of gold and envy s fire burned many a heart these two were picking up at least a hundred pounds an hour now it happened late in the afternoon that a man of shabby figure evidently not a observing that there was always more or less crowd in one place up and looked down with the rest as he looked down george happened to look up the new comer drew back hastily after that his proceedings were singular he remained in the crowd more than two hours not stationary but winding in and out he listened to everything that was said especially it is too late to mend if it was and not spoken oat and he peered into every face and peering into every face it that at last his eye li on one that seemed to him it belonged to a fellow with a great neck and hair and beard flowing all into one � a man more like the black lion of north africa than anything else bat it was not his appearance that fascinated the one it was the look he cast down upon those two lucky a of tremendous hatred � hatred unto death instinct told the serpent there must be more in this than envy he waited and watched and when the black one moved away he followed him about everywhere till at last he got him alone then he up and in a said � what luck some men have don t the man answered by a fierce the serpent was half afraid of him but he went on there will be a good lump of gold in their tent to night the other seemed struck with these words they have been lucky a long time explained the other and now this added � well what about it nothing i only i wish somebody else had it instead why that is a secret for the present i only tell you because i think somehow they are no friends of yours either perhaps not then then we might perhaps do business together it will strike you singular but i have a friend who would give money to any one that would take a little from those two that again would give money to any one that would take it from those two and you won t ask for any share of the me x have nothing to do with it well your will he not a and what will he give suppose i have s friend that wiu da the trick according to the risk the man gave a whistle a fellow with forehead low came from behind some tents what is it wiu asked the new comer a plant this one in it yes this is too public come to s store chapter i want you to go to what to buy some things what things first of all a revolver there were fellows about our tent last night creeping and i never heard them no more you would an earthquake � but i heard them and got up and pointed my revolver at them so then they cat � all the better for them we must mind oar eye george a good many tents are robbed every week and we are known to have a good well i must start this if i am to be back and take a pound of dust and 