6/14 It was lying on the slope, I suppose ?" "Well, ye-es, father." "Humph, strange!" he muttered. "There can't be any metals there. I wanted to speak out, but I was afraid, for I did not know what he would say if he heard that we had blown up one of the rocks with gunpowder, and sent all those stones hurtling down the side of the cliff. A good specimen--a very good specimen indeed." Just then he raised his eyes, and caught me gazing at him wistfully. |