They nudged each other every moment-eloquent nudges and easily understood, for they simply meant-"Oh, but ain't you glad now we're here!"
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Joe's knife struck upon something.
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"Hello!" said he.
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"What is it?" said his comrade.
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"Half-rotten plank-no, it's a box, I believe. Here-bear a hand and we'll see what it's here for. Never mind, I've broke a hole."
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He reached his hand in and drew it out-
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"Man, it's money!"
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The two men examined the handful of coins. They were gold. The boys above were as excited as themselves, and as delighted.
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Joe's comrade said:
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"We'll make quick work of this. There's an old rusty pick over amongst the weeds in the corner the other side of the fireplace-I saw it a minute ago."
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He ran and brought the boys' pick and shovel.
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Injun Joe took the pick, looked it over critically, shook his head, muttered something to himself, and then began to use it.
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The box was soon unearthed.
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It was not very large; it was iron bound and had been very strong before the slow years had injured it.
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The men contemplated the treasure awhile in blissful silence.
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"Pard, there's thousands of dollars here," said Injun Joe.
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"'Twas always said that Murrel's gang used to be around here one summer," the stranger observed.
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"I know it," said Injun Joe; "and this looks like it, I should say."
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"Now you won't need to do that job."
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The halfbreed frowned. Said he:
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"You don't know me. Least you don't know all about that thing. 'Tain't robbery altogether-it's revenge!" and a wicked light flamed in his eyes. "I'll need your help in it. When it's finished-then Texas. Go home to your Nance and your kids, and stand by till you hear from me."
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"Well-if you say so; what'll we do with this-bury it again?"
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[Ravishing delight overhead.] No! by the great Sachem, no! [Profound distress overhead.] I'd nearly forgot.
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