A do-nothing life is a mistake, and only fit for a pet dog, and him it kills.

I wanted interesting work, and here it is, and I am making money for you at the same time." "But I don't think I want much money, father," I said.
"Maybe you will when you grow older." "I wish I could help you better," I said.
"Help me?
Why, I am quite satisfied with you, my boy.

You help me a great deal.

There, put away those books, and let us have some supper.
I find we have nearly eight thousand ounces of silver down below here, and it's far too much to have in our charge.

We must get it away, Sep, as soon as we can." "What would eight thousand ounces be worth ?" I said.
"Somewhere about two thousand pounds, my lad.