` My Prophecy was that I should be a Lawgiver to a People of a strange land and a hard speech . I knew I should not die . I washed my cuts . I found the tide-well in the wall , and from Sabbath to Sabbath I dove and dug there in that empty , Christian-smelling fortress . Hé ! I spoiled the Egyptians ! Hé ! If they had only known ! I drew up many good loads of gold , which I loaded by night into my boat . There had been gold-dust too , but that had been washed out by the tides . ' ` Did n't you ever wonder who had put it there ? ' said Dan , stealing a glance at Puck 's calm , dark face under the hood of his gown . Puck shook his head and pursed his lips . ` Often ; for the gold was new to me , ' Kadmiel replied . ' I know the Golds . I can judge them in the dark ; but this was heavier and redder than any we deal in . Perhaps it was the very gold of Parvaim . Eh , why not ? It went to my heart to heave it on to the mud , but I saw well that if the evil thing remained , or if even the hope of finding it remained , the King would not sign the New Laws , and the land would perish . ' ` Oh , Marvel ! '
said XXXXX , beneath his breath , rustling in the dead leaves .
Dan Egyptians Hé King Lawgiver Laws Parvaim Puck night tide-well