"Where's the bill of sale?"
"We don't need any bill o' sale to put us in possession. We've paid the money, an' hyar we air," replied Pine Knot Ike. "An' we're bad when we're riled. Nothin' riles us like bein' robbed, an' thar's nobody as bad as a man o' peace when once he's riled, stranger."
"But you couldn't buy that True Blue prospect," rapped Sol.
"Why not? We took what was offered. The two claims go together. Nothin' was said different."
"Why not? Because the Golden Prize and the True Blue aren't owned by the same party; that's why. The True Blue's the property of this girl here—has been transferred to her in due legal form, and her father holds it in trust for her, and these boys couldn't have sold it if they'd wanted to!"
"It is mine," piped Virgie. "It's been given to me and it's written down and those mean men sha'n't touch it. They're getting it all wet!"
"Whar are your papers an' whar are your witnesses?" challenged the giant.
"There's one witness," and Mr. Stanton pointed at George. "You heard the words when the claim was given to Virgie, didn't you?" he asked.
"Yes, I did," affirmed George.
"And that other boy was one of the owners who agreed, and here comes the second former owner who signed the transfer for both."