We'd better be getting back to the camp as soon as may be." "Very well," Hayle replied reluctantly.
They accordingly picked up their iron bars and replaced the stone that covered the entrance to the subterranean passage.
"I don't like leaving it," said Hayle, "it don't seem to me to be safe, somehow.

Think what there is down there.

Doesn't it strike you that it would be better to fill our pockets while we've the chance?
Who knows what might happen before we can come again ?" "Nonsense," said Kitwater.

"Who do you think is going to rob us of it?
What's the use of worrying about it?
In the morning we'll come back and fill up our bags, and then clear out of the place and trek for civilization as if the devil and all were after us.

Just think, my lads, what there will be to divide." "A million apiece, at least," said Hayle rapturously, and then in an awed voice he added, as if he were discomfited by his own significance, "I never thought to be worth a quarter of that.