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IT was gold--all solid, rich blocks of bright, gleaming gold--and we were rich beyond the madness of avarice, for in that heap and along that pathway there were tons and tons of it.
In a fever of excitement I urged the Hatter to load up the camels and start away at once, and then come back again with hundreds of camels and take all our gold away.