“What’s this I hear?” he demanded truculently, when he had cleared the room of all callers. “I hear you’ve located my mine.”
“Yes, I have,” she admitted. “But of course it wasn’t yours–and besides, you said I could have it.”
“Where is it at?” he snapped, sweating and fighting back his hair, and when she told him he groaned.
“How’d you find it?” he asked, and then he 243groaned again, for she had followed his own fresh trail.
“Stung!” he moaned and sank down in a chair, at which she dimpled prettily.
“Yes,” she said, “but it was all for your own good. And anyway, you dared me to do it.”
“Yes, I did,” he assented with a weary sigh. “Well, what do you want me to do?”
“Why, nothing,” she returned. “I’m going to sell out to Mr. Eells and─”
“To Eells!” he yelled. “Well, by the holy, jumping Judas–how much is he going to give you?”
“Forty thousand dollars and─”