Jim Ferrers climbed a tree, holding his rifle and keeping his eyes open for a shot, while Timmins threw himself behind a rock, watching in the direction that the four men had taken.
"This looks even better than I had expected," Tom explained, his eyes glowing as he held up fragments of rock.

"You see, the dynamite charge was a low-power one.

It just splintered the rock.

There wasn't so very much driving force to the explosion.

Another time I could make the force even lower." "Here's gold in this bit of rock!" cried Harry, turning, his eyes sparkling.
"Yes; but not enough to look promising," replied Mr.Dunlop, after examining the specimen.