"Gold isn't copper." "Thank you," he said sarcastically.

"I found that out a long time ago.
I never could do anything like so much with a penny as I could with a sov .-- Here, Sergeant," he cried as the first water-bag was pulled up, dripping, and with the sound of the water that fell back echoing musically with many repetitions underground, in what seemed to be a vast place.

"Water good ?" "Beautiful, sir.

Clear as crystal and cold as ice." "Then I'll have a taste," said the Colonel, coming up.

"Excellent!" he continued, after taking a deep draught from the portable cup he took from his pocket.