The officer followed with Jack.
On being informed of the tragedy, the governor of the mines held an examination.
Harkaway told his story with such a straightforward, truthful air, that he was instantly believed.
No blame attached to him.
"It wasn't your quarrel, my good fellow," said the governor, "and I do not see how you could have interfered successfully. These affairs must occur in such a population as ours. It was clearly Pedro's own fault for not using his pistol with more celerity and not taking a better aim. You are discharged."
"Thank you, sir," replied Jack. "Might I ask you one favor?"
"Name it."
"I should like to work in the open air."
"Would you? That is not extraordinary. Most people would."
"Cannot I wash the dirt when it comes out of the mines?"