There were plenty of diamonds to be found, and he was going to have some of them.

He'd been talking to a man who was just back from the interior with a story of a river beach full of diamonds, and he was fitting up an expedition to go back and get them.

Turold wanted to join in, but Remington said he'd heard too many stories of diamonds to be picked up for the asking.

Had he forgotten about the cursed Jew who got a hundred pounds out of them?
Turold said this was different--the man had brought back a little bottleful of diamonds.

Remington replied with a sneer about "salting." They argued.