Chapter Twenty-SevenI turned in a slow circle, wondering where to start looking first. There wasn’t time to wander about, not with Patrick duelling in the morning.
Tick!
There was gold directly in front of me, the sensation was as clear as if I could see it. I laughed aloud. Out of millions of people in Australia, I was the only one who could simply stand on a goldfield and know exactly where the gold was hidden.
Tick! Tick!
I walked toward it in a straight line. The ground was very rough, and my crinoline wheels bounced all over the place. One of them filled with dust and stopped turning altogether, but I didn’t care. Jem and Arabella and Mother were going to be rich—richer than ever before! And so was Patrick, and so was Matilda and her friend William, and the Scobie family. And so w
