I tell you, also, that lumps of gold are no more to that man than chunks of coal to the miners over yonder.

He could build his house of them and think nothing of it." "I know that he is very rich, father.

I think, however, that he has an extravagant way of talking sometimes, and that his imagination carries him away.

I have heard him talk of plans which the richest man upon earth could not possibly hope to carry through." "Don't you make any mistake, my son.

Your poor old father isn't quite a fool, though he is only an honest broken merchant." He looked up sideways at his son with a wink and a most unpleasant leer.