Here at least was a problem which would tax his sagacity to the utmost.

Mr.Thaddeus Sholto looked from one to the other of us with an obvious pride at the effect which his story had produced, and then continued between the puffs of his overgrown pipe.
"My brother and I," said he, "were, as you may imagine, much excited as to the treasure which my father had spoken of.

For weeks and for months we dug and delved in every part of the garden, without discovering its whereabouts.

It was maddening to think that the hiding-place was on his very lips at the moment that he died.

We could judge the splendor of the missing riches by the chaplet which he had taken out.