David stood around with the rest and watched her while she was putting off her freight, and having seen her back out into the stream, was about to start for home, when Silas Jones came up and tapped him on the shoulder.
"Don't go away," said he.

"I want to see you." David waited an hour before Silas was ready to tell him what he wanted of him.

By that time the most of the hangers-on had dispersed; and when the last customer finished his trading, Silas stepped behind his desk and opened his safe.
"There it is," said he, slapping a package of greenbacks on the desk and then holding it up to David's view.

"How do you like the looks of it ?" David's eyes opened to their widest extent.

He had never seen so large a package of money before.