"A spring? Of course you have. They're all over the lots. You'd better patronize 'em, too. You certainly need to put more water in it."
"I'm goin' tell you secret, Blake," said Gayne.
"Better not," said the carpenter good-naturedly.
"Goin' tell you. I've found mineral spring here."
"That so?" was the unperturbed reply.
"Great and won-wonderful water. Don't tell anybody."
"All right."
"Had chemist 'zamine it. Says it's got everything in it to cure you. Fortune in it. Fortune. You don't b'lieve me."
"Sounds a little fishy," remarked Blake.
"Lemme take your arm—I'll lead you to it."