They proceeded in the direction which Duncan said they had traveled after leaving the bank, and without difficulty he found the spot where he said they had stopped to rest.
Alighting from the carriage, Duncan pointed out the place where they had seated themselves, and he sat down in what he claimed was the exact spot.

It was at the foot of a little bank, which rose abruptly from the roadside, and was covered thickly with heavy grass and weeds, now dry and withered, and closely packed together.

The three men who accompanied Duncan grew exceedingly anxious at this point, for a few moments would decide the question of the recovery of a large amount of money, or its unquestionable loss.

Silently they waited, as Duncan thrust his hand under this growth of dry grass and weeds, where he said he had put the gold, and with surprise and joy they saw him draw forth the identical dingy-looking canvas bag.

Exultantly he held it aloft, and then placed it in the hands of Mr.Welton, who, on opening it, found the shining gold pieces, and the mystery of the missing money was solved at last.
[Illustration: With surprise and joy they saw him draw forth the identical dingy-looking canvas bag.] During all the weeks that had elapsed since the robbery, that gold had lain there undisturbed.