41 Lure O Gold 1904

The White Buoy Bobs
Up
Let s go in and have as good a supper as this elegant
to bed."
caravansary can afford, and then go
We went to supper, where the Doctor ate slowly and
with considerable gusto.
For there were roasted ptarmagin
and what he called "rare old stout," though I
had to take his word for that, as I did not know the
taste of liquor.
I nibbled nervously and was glad when
the meal was over. The sense of my loss grew upon
me as the prospect of recovering the gold dwindled from
hour to hour. It was a relief to see the Doctor arise
from the table and go to sit before the fire in the empty
office. He viewed my sour face from the standpoint
of a man who had just drank a bottle of stout and is
preparing to enjoy a well-stuffed pipe.
"As I say, my boy," he said, scratching
a match on
the stove, "you
musn t look at this business so sadly.
You know (puff)
we re all likely
to loss (puff), that is,
(puff) those of us who have anything to lose. Now, I
never in all
my life had half as much money at one time
as you had in that box, and I think I m just
as well off.
Rich men don t sleep well. They have bad livers, too,
or have to be operated on for appendicitis or something.
Of course, a little
money s all right; but just think
you might have speculated with that gold of yours and
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