I had no idea of there being any metals there." "And are there, father ?" "We are going to see, my boy.

So now, keep your counsel.

Put on your cap and we will walk over to the Gap at once, when you can show me the exact spot where you found this piece." I grew as excited as my father seemed to be, but with this difference, namely, that as I grew warmer he grew more cool and business-like.
After I had given him some better idea of the place where the specimen had been found, he decided that we would not go round by the cliff path, and past Jonas Uggleston's cottage, but take a short cut over the high moorland ground at the back of the bay, and so on to the Gap, where we could descend just where we lads had blown down the rock.
It was not a long walk that way, though a hilly one, and before half an hour had passed we were close to the edge of the ravine, and directly after on the spot from whence the stone had been dislodged.
Here for the first time I noticed the handle of a hammer in my father's pocket as he stooped down and examined the place where the rock lay, and then shook his head.

"No, not here," he said.

"Go on first." I led the way and he followed, noting where the rock had bounded off, and then descending to where it had charged the other pieces and rushed on down, baring a portion of the side of the ravine, as I have said, to the very rock.
"Hah!" ejaculated my father suddenly, as he seemed to pounce upon a fragment of stone something like the first I held.