Inside of an hour a hot dinner awaited our hero, to which he, as was usual with him, did full justice.
The balance of the day passed quietly, and on the day following Dick Marden took the boy over the timber lands.
"Would you like it out here?" asked the miner.
"I don't believe I would," answered Robert promptly. "I much prefer city life."
"Honestly spoken," cried Marden. "Now with me it is just the opposite. I can remain in the city a couple of weeks, or possibly a month, and then I feel that I must get somewhere where there is lots of elbow room."
Two days later a lawyer arrived—the one sent for by Marden and Felix Amberton.
"The claim is all right," said the legal gentleman. "This map is good proof, too. If they want to fight let them. You will surely come out on top."
This was cheering news, and its effect upon Amberton was soon visible.
"When it is settled I shall not forget you," he said to Robert.
"Thank you," replied the boy, "but I am glad to have been of service to you and Mr. Marden, my best friend. He helped me, you know, when I actually did not know how to turn myself."