The young man remained silent for a moment or two; then with some hesitation he said, as he took a small paper packet from his coat pocket and handed it to the Governor, "Will your Excellency look at this and tell me what it is. I--I imagine it is pure gold, sir."
"Gold, gold!" and something like a frown contracted the Governor's pale brows; "ever since the settlement was formed I've been pestered with tales of gold, and a pretty expense it has run me into sending parties out to search for it. Why, only six months ago a rascally prisoner gulled one of my officers into letting him lead an expedition into the bush--the fellow had filed down a brass bolt--" he looked up and caught sight of the dark flush which had suddenly suffused his visitor's face--"but I do not for a moment imagine you a
