“Apache Leap!” broke in Big Boy suddenly sitting erect and looking all around, “by grab, is this the place?”
“This is the place,” replied Old Bunk wagging his head and smiling wisely, “and that cap is solid porphyry.”
“Gee, boys!” exclaimed Big Boy getting up on his feet, “say, is that where they killed all those Indians?”
“The very place,” returned Bunker Hill proudly, “you can find their skeletons there to this day.”
“Well, for cripe’s sake,” murmured Big Boy at last and looked up at the cliff again.
“Some jump-off,” observed Bunker, but Big Boy did not hear him–he was looking up at the sun.
“Say,” he said, “when the sun rises in the morning how far out does that shadow come?”
32“What shadow?” demanded Bunker Hill. “Oh, of Apache Leap? It goes way out west of town.”
“And does it throw its shadow on these hills where your claims are? Well, old-timer, I’ll just take a look at them.”
He climbed out purposefully and began to put on his shoes and Old Bunk squinted at him curiously. There was something going on that he did not know about–some connection between the Leap and his mines; he waited, and the secret popped out.