Honestly, it’s a pity.”

“What is?”


“Meg, stop being infuriating and define ‘this’.”

“Oh, this treasure. Just lying here. At the bottom of this pool. Such a pity.”

“Oh, that is a pity.”


“A right pity.”

“Isn’t it just.”

“So what do you think?”

“It’s such a pity. And it would be an even greater pity if we just left it there. I mean, it’s been down there for four hundred years.”

“Aye, it would be a shame to leave it down there for another four hundred.”

“It would get lonely. We should bring it back up. I’m sure we can find a much nicer home for all that gold than on the bottom of a cold, wet bed.”

“I couldn’t agree more cap’n.”