We shall soon have furnaces at work and be smelting our ore and converting some of it into silver.
There'll be more to see then.

You don't care to go down ?" he said, leaning his hand upon a windlass over the trap-doors.
"Is there anything to see, father ?" I said rather dolefully.
"To see! Well, there are the sides of a big well-like hole which you can see from here.

Look!" He threw open a trap-door, and I gazed into a well-like place with a couple of ropes hanging down it, and I noted that the walls were made of the stone that had been dug and broken out.

The place looked dark and damp, and there was the trickling of dripping water.

That was all.
"Well, Sep, what do you say ?--will you go ?" "Is it all like this, father ?" I said.
"Yes, precisely, my lad.