“Certainly. If you hadn’t I wouldn’t have loaned you a dollar. Why, I don’t even know where your mine is located, excepting that it is somewhere on the Mokelumne River.”
“Well, whether you know it or not, the mine is there, and that is enough for me.”
“Does it pay?”
“Perhaps it does.”
“Are you working it?”
“Perhaps I am.”
“Oh, pshaw! if you don’t want to say anything about it, tell me so,” cried Ezra Dodge, in evident disgust.
“Well, I don’t. What I want to know is, where can that machinery be bought?”
“Right in San Francisco.”