The miner led the way to the invalid's chamber, and Bill greeted his former superintendent with the curtest of nods.
"I have come in the hope that we can arrange matters without having recourse to the law," Mr. Wright began. "If, immediately after discovering the vein, you had advised me, I could have told you that our company owns the entire mountain, by purchase from the heirs of the original owner."
"But Mr. Hunter told us the title was perfect," Fred interrupted.
"Lawyers cannot always be depended upon. There is no question as to the truth of what I say, and here is a true copy of our deed."
He handed Bill a legal looking document; but the miner motioned it away.
"I don't want to see it," he said. "Neither of us could understand it in a week's study. The only thing for us to do is listen to what you propose."
"In view of the services you all have rendered in the past, I should be sorry to see you lose the money already paid on this property, and more so to have you involved in an expensive lawsuit. Now I am empowered to make this offer: The company will return the money paid, settle with your attorney, and allow you a reasonable compensation for the labour performed. In addition, it may be that we can give you a few shares in case it is decided to open new works."
As Mr. Wright paused Bill raised his head, and looking fixedly at the visitor, asked:
"If the property is yours beyond a question, what makes you offer to give us anything?"
"Because you have acted in such a friendly manner toward us. I am not one who forgets a friend."