“You two gentlemen will have to room together,” she said. “This is the only room I have to spare.”
“We shan’t object,” said Tom. “Grant and I are friends and partners, and are not likely to quarrel.”
“Crambo and I never quarrel,” she said, with a significant laugh. “He knows better.”
“Yes my dear,” said Paul meekly.
“We’re in luck, Grant,” said Tom. “For the first time in months we shall live like Christians.”
“I hope you won’t be offended, Tom, but I like Mrs. Crambo’s cooking better than yours.”
“That’s where you show your good taste. I wasn’t intended by nature for a cook, and I can say the same for you.”
The next morning the two friends set out after breakfast for the deserted claim. They opened it up, and soon found traces of past workings.
They had been there for about a couple of hours when Paul Crambo came along.
“What’s up?” he asked, in surprise.