"A little of it was on the ground and it was shining," Temeraire said. "Is that gold? I like the look of it."
"No, it is just pyrite, but it is very pretty, is it not? I suppose you are one of those hoarding creatures," Laurence said, looking affectionately up at Temeraire; many dragons had an inborn fascination with jewels or precious metals. "I am afraid I am not rich enough a partner for you; I will not be able to give you a heap of gold to sleep on."
"I should rather have you than a heap of gold, even if it were very comfortable to sleep on," Temeraire said. "I do not mind the deck."
Det var vanskeligere enn jeg trodde å finne et bra sitat, for de som ikke har lest boken (det er noe med skrivestilen som gjør at sitatene blir veldig lange). Dette er fra side 54.