He was getting his plans in line for departure.
He had settled the problem of the doctor, after an interval of bitter struggle, with a combination of fact and fancy.

He said truthfully that the doctor had rejected all notions of buried money with his usual air of weariness.

He added untruthfully--and with set teeth he challenged the Angel Gabriel to settle the tormenting problem in any other way--that the doctor had conceded the probability of Adam's burying money though he had had but a few thousand dollars at best to bury.
"That," said Hughie, "is enough to dig for!" And he went on with his digging.
The need was desperate and Kenny did his best.

Of the doctor's story of Adam and Cordelia Craig he told enough.

And he kept on talking miser's gold when he hated the name of it.