Ah! I feel
so grand, I don't know myself rightly!"
And by this time, being already rather tired with dragging such a heavy
weight after her, she stopped to rest for a minute, turning to make sure
that her treasure was safe.
But when she looked at it, it wasn't a pot of gold at all, but a great
lump of shining silver!
She stared at it, and rubbed her eyes and stared at it again; but she
couldn't make it look like anything but a great lump of silver. "I'd
have sworn it was a pot of gold," she said at last, "but I reckon I must
have been dreaming. Ay, now, that's a change for the better; it'll be
far less trouble to look after, and none so easy stolen; yon gold pieces
would have been a sight of bother to keep 'em safe. Ay, I'm well quit of
them; and with my bonny lump I'm as rich as rich--!"
And she set off homewards again, cheerfully planning all the grand
things she was going to do with her money. It wasn't very long, however,
before she got tired again and stopped once more to rest for a minute or
two.
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