The boys return to digging straight down but get tired and fall asleep.
And the missed diamonds keep getting bigger and bigger with every twist and turn.
They keep digging deeper, with their deadpan spotted dog by their side, and readers see, via a cross-section view of the earth, that Sam and Dave keep just missing buried diamonds as they change their route, spilt up, and dig sideways. "We won't stop digging until we fins something spectacular," says Dave. They're carrying shovels and proceed to dig a hole by an apple tree. Sam and Dave walk past a house (theirs? one of theirs?) with a red tulip in a narrow pot on the porch and a cat with a red collar.
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