They took it there by night, and sank it in shallow water, under the bank.

There they planned to have it until it might be safe to divide it and to scatter to Europe or to some place where they could live in safety and in splendor.

Only a small picked crew of Caesar's knew the hiding place.

And, by some odd coincidence, every man of them died of prussic acid poisoning, at a booze-feast that Caesar invited them to, at his shack down on Caesar's creek, a month later.

Then, almost at once afterward, as you've probably heard, Caesar himself had the bad luck to die with extreme suddenness.
"The secret was lost.