He was down on his knees by the sink, and he'd pried up some boards off the floor and was digging there.
He had his dark-lantern.

He was digging with that knife, I guess, and all the time he kept mumbling to himself, 'More'n a hundred pieces, an' every one of 'em gold; more'n a hundred pieces, an' every one of 'em gold.' Then, all of a sudden, he caught sight of me.

I was sitting up in bed, and he jumped up and came at me with his knife, an' he says, 'Where is it?
Where is it?
I know you got it hid somewhere.

Where is it?
Tell me or I'll knife you.' I kind of fooled him and kept him off till I got my wrapper on, an' then I run out.

I didn't dare stay." "Well, what did you tell him about your gold dishes for in the first place ?" cried Marcus.
"I never told him," protested Maria, with the greatest energy.