"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."