'And what did you do?'

'We waited on the Marsh till the day. Then I sat by the gold, all tied
in an old sail, while Hugh went to Pevensey, and De Aquila sent us
horses.'

Sir Richard crossed hands on his sword-hilt, and stared down stream
through the soft warm shadows.

'A whole shipload of gold!' said Una, looking at the little _Golden
Hind_. 'But I'm glad I didn't see the Devils.'

'I don't believe they were Devils,'Dan whispered back.

'Eh?' said Sir Richard. 'Witta's father warned him they were
unquestionable Devils. One must believe one's father, and not one's
children. What were my Devils, then?'

Dan flushed all over. 'I--I only thought,' he stammered; 'I've got a
book called _The Gorilla Hunters_--it's a continuation of _Coral
Island_, sir--and it says there that the gorillas (they're big monkeys,
you know) were always chewing iron up.'

'Not always,' said Una. 'Only twice.' They had been reading _The Gorilla
Hunters_ in the orchard.

'Well, anyhow, they always drummed on their chests, like Sir Richard's
did, before they went for people. And they built houses in trees, too.'