"I will look;" then after a pause, "I have looked. It is there, everygrain of it, in ox-hide bags; only one of them has fallen and burst,that which is yellow and white."
"Where is it?" he exclaimed again.
"I may not tell you; never, never."
"Is there anyone whom you may tell?"
"Yes."
"Whom?"
"Her in whomse breast I lie."
"Tell her then."