Zeno’s treasure

hole sweet hole

Harris lit his pipe and crossing his arms over his shovel.
”Do you know what they tell treasure hunters, when they can’t find what they are looking for?”
Burkeley leaned against the chapel wall and sipped tea from the flask.
“No”, he said with reservation. “What do they say?”
Harris grinned. “They tell them that the most common reason why treasure hunters fail to find treasure is that they stop digging too soon.”
Burkeley gave him a dower look.
“So they suggest,” Harris continued, “that they just dig deeper.”
“That’s ridiculous,” snapped Burkeley, “if they all did that, they would dig forever.”
Harris laughed. “Exactly!” He gestured with his pipe towards the sack on the lawn, now oozing noticeably.
“Don’t think we can call him treasure.”
“No” said Burkeley. “Trove perhaps.” He screwed the cap back on the flask and picked up his shovel.
“So what do they advize diggers such as us, Mr. Harris?”
“A foot deeper than the irises, I think.”
“Yes,” said Burkeley, “that should avoid any accidents.”
(fragments from Oxford Noir)

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