“I knew,” said Johannes, “that I was not mistaken in him.” Wienersdorf, who had been meditating, now remarked: “It is all very well that La Cueille has found this gold, but how are we to carry it away with us?” “Pray don’t trouble yourself about that,” rejoined Johannes. “Not trouble about it?” asked Wienersdorf. “Perhaps you mean to forward it by railroad or express!” “Ah, it will take some time yet ere the whistle of the locomotive will be heard in these parts. But listen! We will carefully separate the nuggets from the gold dust. For the former we will make leathern belts doubly lined. Each of us will carry one of these belts filled with about eight pounds of gold. For the gold dust we will make four walking sticks or leaping poles., employing for the purpose Dayak blow-pipes. Let me, however, advise, if you pay visits on the road never to leave your walking cane behind you.” “By George, no,” said La Cueille, “especially as we could not advertise them in the morning papers, offering a reward to the honest finders. But a belt around one’s waist weighing eight pounds, and a walking-stick of two pounds’ weight in one’s hand, will be no treat in addition to the burden we shall have to carry on our journey.” “Quite so. Besides your rifle and cartridge-box you will have to carry on your back a basket of provision and reserve ammunition. But all this we will arrange hereafter. If, however, you imagine that our possessions are to be easily transported you are greatly mistaken. That train about which Wienersdorf joked just now is not ready yet, therefore you will be compelled to carry your treasure yourselves.” “So you see again that nothing in this world is perfect,” said the Walloon. “Now that I am a rich man, I naturally long for others to do the work for me.”