I hope it will turn out a lump of quartz, gilt on the face, as those big nuggets do, ninety-nine out of a hundred.

I have had no faith in it all along." "Because I found it, Mr.Firm, I suppose," I answered, rather pettishly, for I never had liked Firm's incessant bitterness about my nugget.
"Perhaps if you had found it, Mr.Firm, you would have had great faith in it." "Can't say, can't say," was all Firm's reply; and he fell into the silent vein again.
"Heave-ho! heave-ho! there, you sons of cooks!" cried the Sawyer, who was splashing for his life in the water.

"I've tackled 'un now.

Just tighten up the belt, to see if he biteth centre-like.

You can't lift 'un! Lord bless 'ee, not you.