What about it? " I asked It's the water-mark, "said Goodloe. "The paper was manufactured in 1898. The writing on the paper is dated 1863. This is a palpable fraud Oh, I don't know, "said l. " The Rundles are pretty reliable, plain, uneducated country people May be the paper manufacturers tried to perpetrate a swindle And then Goodloe Banks went as wild as his education permitted. He dropped the glasses off his nose and glared at me I've often told you you were a fool, " he said. "You have let yourself be posed upo by a clodhopper. And you have imposed upon me How, I asked, "have I imposed upon you? By your ignorance, "said he. "Twice I have discovered serious flaws in your plans that a common-school education should have enabled you to avoid. And, "he continued, "I have been put to expense that I could ill afford in pursuing this swindling quest. I am done with it. I rose and pointed a large pewter spoon at him, fresh from the dish-water Goodloe Banks, " I said, "I care not one parboiled navy bean for your education. I always barely tolerated it in any one, and I despised it in you. What has your learning done for you? It is a urse to yourself and a bore to your friends. Away, "I said--"away with your water-marks and variations! They are nothing to me. They shall not deflect me from the quest I pointed with my spoon across the river to a small mountain shaped like a pack-saddl I am going to search that mountain, "I went on, "for the treasure. Decide now whether you are in it or not If you wish to let a water-mark or a variation shake your soul, you are no true venturer. Decide A white cloud of dust began to rise far down the river road. It was the mail-wagon from Hesperus to Chico. Goodloe flagged it. I am done with the swindle, "said he, sourly. "No one but a fool would pay any attention to that paper now. Well, you always were a fool, Jim. I leave you to your fate He gathered his personal traps, climbed into the mail-wagon, adjusted his glasses nervously, and flew away in a cloud of dust After I had washed the dishes and staked the horses on new grass, I crossed the shallow river nd made my way slowly through the cedar- brakes up to the top of the hill shaped like a It was a wonderful June day. Never in my life had I seen so many birds, so many butter-flies, Iragon-flies, grasshoppers, and such winged and stinged beasts of the air and fields I investigated the hill shaped like a pack-saddle from base to summit. I found an absolute absence of signs relating to buried treasure. There was no pile of stones, no ancient blazes on the trees. none of the evidences of the three hundred thousand dollars. as set forth in the document of old man Rundle I came down the hill in the cool of the afternoon. Suddenly, out of the cedar-brake I stepped into a beautiful green valley where a tributary small stream ran into the Alamito river And there I was started to see what I took to be a wild man, with unkempt beard and ragged hair, pursuing a giant butterfly with brilliant wings Perhaps he is an escaped madman, "I thought, and wondered how he had strayed so far from 6 By your ignorance:用你的无知"What about it?" I asked. "It's the water-mark," said Goodloe. "The paper was manufactured in 1898. The writing on the paper is dated 1863. This is a palpable fraud." "Oh, I don't know," said I. "The Rundles are pretty reliable, plain, uneducated country people. Maybe the paper manufacturers tried to perpetrate a swindle." And then Goodloe Banks went as wild as his education permitted. He dropped the glasses off his nose and glared at me. "I've often told you you were a fool," he said. "You have let yourself be imposed upon by a clodhopper. And you have imposed upon me." "How," I asked, "have I imposed upon you ?" "By your ignorance16," said he. "Twice I have discovered serious flaws in your plans that a common-school education should have enabled you to avoid. And," he continued, "I have been put to expense that I could ill afford in pursuing this swindling quest. I am done with it." I rose and pointed a large pewter spoon at him, fresh from the dish- water. "Goodloe Banks," I said, "I care not one parboiled navy bean for your education. I always barely tolerated it in any one, and I despised it in you. What has your learning done for you? It is a curse to yourself and a bore to your friends. Away," I said--"away with your water-marks and variations! They are nothing to me. They shall not deflect me from the quest." I pointed with my spoon across the river to a small mountain shaped like a pack-saddle. "I am going to search that mountain," I went on, "for the treasure. Decide now whether you are in it or not. If you wish to let a water- mark or a variation shake your soul, you are no true adventurer. Decide." A white cloud of dust began to rise far down the river road. It was the mail-wagon from Hesperus to Chico. Goodloe flagged it. "I am done with the swindle," said he, sourly. "No one but a fool would pay any attention to that paper now. Well, you always were a fool, Jim. I leave you to your fate." He gathered his personal traps, climbed into the mail-wagon, adjusted his glasses nervously, and flew away in a cloud of dust. After I had washed the dishes and staked the horses on new grass, I crossed the shallow river and made my way slowly through the cedar- brakes up to the top of the hill shaped like a pack-saddle. It was a wonderful June day. Never in my life had I seen so many birds, so many butter-flies, dragon-flies, grasshoppers, and such winged and stinged beasts of the air and fields. I investigated the hill shaped like a pack-saddle from base to summit. I found an absolute absence of signs relating to buried treasure. There was no pile of stones, no ancient blazes on the trees, none of the evidences of the three hundred thousand dollars, as set forth in the document of old man Rundle. I came down the hill in the cool of the afternoon. Suddenly, out of the cedar-brake I stepped into a beautiful green valley where a tributary small stream ran into the Alamito River. And there I was started to see what I took to be a wild man, with unkempt beard and ragged hair, pursuing a giant butterfly with brilliant wings. "Perhaps he is an escaped madman," I thought; and wondered how he had strayed so far from 16 By your ignorance：用你的无知