but she tossed it into my arms, and disappeared into the night."

"Maybe she died in the storm without her coat."

"Why, no--you see, she had--that is, I had arranged for a car--a
sleigh, I mean, to meet her there with plenty of robes. But what I
want to get at, is this. If I show you this coat will you promise not
to say a word to Murchison about it? I do not want him to know I have
it. He would want to buy it, and he is my friend and I do not want to
refuse him. But I do not want to sell the coat, because sometime I am
going to return it to its original owner. But first I should like you
to tell me what it is worth. Can you tell me that? And can you
remember never to tell Murchison that I have the coat?"

Hedin nodded. "Yes, I can tell you how much the coat is worth when I
see it and feel it. And I will not tell Murchison. That is why I am
smart, and others are foolish. Because they tell me what they know,
and I listen, and pretty soon I know that, too. But I do not tell what
I know, and they cannot listen. So I know what they know, and they do
not know what I know, and that is why I am wise and they don't know
hardly anything at all."

"Everything coming in, and nothing going out," laughed Wentworth.
"That's right, Sven; you've got the system. We will finish here
to-morrow, and then we will return to the post, and you can come to my
cabin, and I'll show you the fur."