said Dan . ` Pevensey again ! ' and looked at Una , who nodded and skipped . ` There , after they had scattered his pack up and down the Great Hall , some young knights carried him to an upper room , and dropped him into a well in a wall , that rose and fell with the tide . They called him Joseph , and threw torches at his wet head . Why not ? ' ` Why , of course ! ' cried Dan . ` Did n't you know it was -- ' Puck held up his hand to stop him , and Kadmiel , who never noticed , went on . ` When the tide dropped he thought he stood on old armour , but feeling with his toes , he raked up bar on bar of soft gold . Some wicked treasure of the old days put away , and the secret cut off by the sword . I have heard the like before . ' ` So have we , ' Una whispered . ` But it was n't wicked a bit . ' ` Elias took a little of the stuff with him , and thrice yearly he would return to Pevensey as a chapman , selling at no price or profit , till they suffered him to sleep in the empty room , where he would plumb and grope , and steal away a few bars . The great store of it still remained , and by long brooding he had come to look on it as his own . Yet when we thought how we should lift and convey it , we saw no way . This was before the Word of the Lord had come to me . A walled fortress possessed by Normans ; in the midst a forty-foot tide-well out of which to remove secretly many horse-loads of gold ! Hopeless !
So XXXXX wept .
Elias Joseph Kadmiel Normans Puck Una days horse-loads tide-well yearly