"Minoók doesn't mind arbitrating," says Keith low to the Colonel, "but there isn't a man in camp that would give five cents for the interest of the heirs of Lawrence in that fifteen hundred dollars."
A hammering on the clerk's little table announced that it was seven p.m.
The Court then called for the complaint filed by McGinty v. Bonsor, the first case on the docket. The clerk had just risen when the door was flung open, and hatless, coatless, face aflame, Maudie stood among the miners.
"Boys!" said she, on the top of a scream, "I been robbed."
"Hey?"
"Robbed?"
"Golly!"
"Maudie robbed?" They spoke all together. Everybody had jumped up.
"While we was on that stampede yesterday, somebody found my—all my——" She choked, and her eyes filled. "Boys! my nuggets, my dust, my dollars—they're gone!"
"Where did you have 'em?"