I have made a careful study of the whole subject.

What I don't know about buried treasure is not worth knowing.
And I never knew more than one coin buried in any one garden--and that is generally--Hullo--what's that ?' He pointed to something shining in the hole he had just dragged Albert out of.

Oswald picked it up.

It was a half-crown.

We looked at each other, speechless with surprise and delight, like in books.
'Well, that's lucky, at all events,' said Albert-next-door's uncle.
'Let's see, that's fivepence each for you.' 'It's fourpence--something; I can't do fractions,' said Dicky; 'there are seven of us, you see.' 'Oh, you count Albert as one of yourselves on this occasion, eh ?' 'Of course,' said Alice; 'and I say, he was buried after all.