We began to dig. After a little while, I heard an old farmer called Barz shout that there was something there. I went to look. Yes, there was something. “Do I keep digging?” asked Barz. “Don’t be stupid,” I answered, “cover it up again, leave it as it was.” Each time someone found something I repeated the same thing. Leave it alone. Cover it up. Go dig somewhere else. Remember the idea isn’t to find things, it’s to not find them. But all my men, one after the other, kept finding something and in fact, as my secretary had said, it seemed there was no room left at the bottom of the hollow.
