"I'll get some water!" He ran to the camp for the remaining pans and when he turned back he saw Wabi leaping in a grotesque dance about the rock while Mukoki stood on the edge of the pool, his dredge poised over it, silent and grinning.
"What do you think of that ?" cried the young Indian as Rod hurried to him.

"What do you think of that ?" He held out his hand, and in it there gleamed a third yellow nugget, fully twice as large as the one discovered by Mukoki! Rod fairly gasped.

"The pool must be full of 'em!" He half-filled his pan with the sand and gravel and ran knee-deep out into the running stream.

In his eagerness he splashed over a part of his material with the wash, but he, excused himself by thinking that this was his first pan, and that with the rest he would be more careful.

He began to notice now that all of the sand was not washing out, and when he saw that it persisted in lying heavy and thick among the pebbles his heart leaped into his mouth.