Knut Hamsun,
Growth of the Soil — Book Two, Chapter V
(1917)
“ And Geissler smiled, as if he had bored hundreds of miles down through the globe, and covered up the holes again after.They kept at it till noon, talking it over this way and that, and at last began to look at their watches. They had brought Geissler down to half a million now, but not a hair's breadth farther. No; they must have put him out sorely some way or other. They seemed to think he was anxious to sell, obliged to sell, but he was not — ho, not a bit; there he sat, as easy and careless as themselves, and no mistaking it. ”
