Follow yonder fellow, and see where he takes earth, and bring me word up to the mansion-house here.

Cautious and silent, thou knave, as thou valuest thy throat." "Enough said," replied Lambourne; "I can draw on a scent as well as a sleuth-hound." "Begone, then," said Varney, sheathing his rapier; and, turning his back on Michael Lambourne, he walked slowly towards the house.

Lambourne stopped but an instant to gather the nobles which his late companion had flung towards him so unceremoniously, and muttered to himself, while he put them upon his purse along with the gratuity of Varney, "I spoke to yonder gulls of Eldorado.

By Saint Anthony, there is no Eldorado for men of our stamp equal to bonny Old England! It rains nobles, by Heaven--they lie on the grass as thick as dewdrops--you may have them for gathering.

And if I have not my share of such glittering dewdrops, may my sword melt like an icicle!".