First he says 'tis in a well.
But what well?
and the depth he gives of fourscore feet is over-deep for any well near Moonfleet.' I was for saying it must be the well at the Manor House, but before the words left my mouth, remembered there was no well at the manor at all, for the house was watered by a runnel brook that broke out from the woods above, and jumping down from stone to stone ran through the manor gardens, and emptied itself into the Fleet below.
'And now I come to think on it,' Elzevir went on, ''tis more likely that the well he speaks of was not in these parts at all.

For see here, this Blackbeard was a spendthrift, squandering all he had, and would most surely have squandered the jewel too, could he have laid his hands on it.
And yet 'tis said he did not, therefore I think he must have stowed it safe in some place where afterwards he could not get at it.

For if't had been near Moonfleet, he would have had it up a hundred times.

But thou hast often talked of Blackbeard and his end with Parson Glennie; so speak up, lad, and let us hear all that thou know'st of these tales.

Maybe 'twill help us to come to some judgement.' So I told him all that Mr.Glennie had told me, how that Colonel John Mohune, whom men called Blackbeard, was a wastrel from his youth, and squandered all his substance in riotous living.