"Can't do business on that basis."
"Well, you've got us cornered. I'll break the record. I'll give you fifteen."
McAllister hesitated.
"All right," said he rather reluctantly. "Cash down?"
"Of course," replied the Colonel. "I'll wait here for you. You might as well look at this now." And he showed the clubman the paper.
Stafford, Arizona.
Struck very rich ore on the foot-wall. Recent assays show eight per cent. copper, carrying five dollars in gold to the ton. Try and locate Murphy's stock.
"You see," added the Colonel, "I've got to get it, if it busts me!"
"Well, you shall have it in half an hour," replied McAllister.
Out in the corridor Herbert wanted to know exactly what had happened, and laughed heartily when McAllister described the interview. Oh, that old Van Vorst was a sly dog! He'd steal the gold out of your teeth if you gave him the chance. Carrying five dollars in gold to the ton! That was even better than his brother had advised him. Well, the next thing was to capture Murphy's stock.