"Oh, very well; 'f you don' wan' de ring back—"
"I do, Charlie."
He hammered on the bar.
"Ev'body gottah look fur ring. I give a hunner 'n fifty dollah rewar'."
Maudie stared at the princely offer. But instantly the commotion was greater than ever. "Ev'body" did what was expected of them, especially Mr. Butts. They flew about, looking in possible and impossible places, laughing, screaming, tumbling over one another. In the midst of the uproar French Charlie lurches up to Maudie.
"Dat look anyt'in' like it?"
"Oh, Charlie!"
She looked the gratitude she could not on the instant speak.
In the midst of the noise and movement the mackinaw man said to the Boy:
"Don't know as you'd care to see my new prospect hole?"