But the pair of them are too much for me.

I must find a way of ridding myself of one or both.

I will not be bound like this for ever!" The man raised his right hand and shook it with a vehement, threatening gesture; and then relapsing into sudden moody silence, continued his pacing to and fro, wrapped in gloomy thought.
Cuthbert held his breath as this monologue proceeded, and a sense of unlooked-for triumph made his heart swell within him.

Here was proof positive that the treasure lay still in the forest; that it had not been taken thence and dissipated; that it still remained to be found by his unremitting endeavours.

The youth felt almost as though the victory were already his.