“Something of that kind.  The fact is, I felt irresistibly impressed with a presentiment of some vast good fortune impending.  I can scarcely say why.  Perhaps, after all, it was rather a desire than an actual belief;—­but do you know that Jupiter’s silly words, about the bug being of solid gold, had a remarkable effect on my fancy?  And then the series of accidents and coincidences—­ these were so very extraordinary.  Do you observe how mere an accident it was that these events should have occurred on the sole day of all the year in which it has been, or may be, sufficiently cool for fire, and that without the fire, or without the intervention of the dog at the precise moment in which he appeared, I should never have become aware of the death’s-head, and so never the possessor of the treasure!”

“But proceed—­I am all impatience.”

“Well; you have heard, of course, the many stories current—­the thousand vague rumors afloat about money buried, somewhere on the Atlantic coast, by Kidd and his associates.  These rumors must have had some foundation in fact.  And that the rumors have existed so long and so continuously, could have resulted, it appeared to me, only from the circumstance of the buried treasure still remaining entombed.  Had Kidd concealed his plunder for a time, and afterwards reclaimed it, the rumors would scarcely have reached us in their present unvarying form.  You will observe that the stories told are all about money-seekers, not about money-finders.  Had the pirate recovered his money, there the affair would have dropped.  It seemed to me that some accident—­say the loss of a memorandum indicating its locality—­had deprived him of the means of recovering it, and that this accident had become known to his followers, who otherwise might never have heard that treasure had been concealed at all, and, who, busying themselves in vain, because unguided, attempts to regain it, had given first birth, and then universal currency, to the reports which are now so common.  Have you ever heard of any important treasure being unearthed along the coast?”

“Never.”

“But that Kidd’s accumulations were immense is well known.  I took it for granted, therefore, that the earth still held them; and you will scarcely be surprised when I tell you that I felt a hope, nearly amounting to certainty, that the parchment so strangely found involved a lost record of the place of deposit.”

“But how did you proceed?”

“I held the vellum again to the fire, after increasing the heat, but nothing appeared.  I now thought it possible that the coating of dirt might have something to do with the failure; so I carefully rinsed the parchment by pouring warm water over it, and, having done this, I placed it in a tin pan, with the skull downwards, and put the pan upon a furnace of lighted charcoal.  In a few minutes, the pan having become thoroughly heated, I removed the slip, and, to my inexpressible joy, found it spotted, in several places, with what appeared to be figures arranged in lines.  Again I placed it in the pan, and suffered it to remain another minute.  Upon taking it off, the whole was just as you see it now.”