"And I don't believe they will find us.

They won't come beyond that terrible place--and the gold! Why should they, John?
Why should they follow us--if we leave them everything?
Oh-h-h-h!" She shuddered, and whispered: "I wish we had not brought the gold, John.

I wish we had left it behind!" "What we have is worth thirty or forty thousand dollars," he said reassuringly, as he filled his pail with water and they began to return.
"We can do a great deal of good with that.

Endowments, for instance," he laughed.
As he spoke, they both stopped, and listened.

Plainly they heard the approaching thud of hoofs.