(Meditatively, in low voice.)
Curious, ain't it? Mighty curious—me ownin' two five-hundred-foot Eldorado claims, with five million if I'm wuth a cent, an' no sweetenin' for my coffee or mush.
('Whirling upon Clerk in sudden wrath, Clerk retreating wearily to behind counter.)
Why, gosh dang it! this country kin go to blazes! I'll sell out! I'll quit it cold! I'll—I'll—go back to the States! I'll—I'll—see the management!
(Strides rapidly toward door to left.)
CLERK
Hold on!
(Dave Harney stops.)
The boss is busy. Vanderlip's with'm.