Jack Holden wasted no words in praising the mine, and this produced a favorable impression on the capitalist with whom he was dealing.
“I'll take it,” he answered.
“Then it's a bargain.”
Herbert found it difficult to realize that these few words had made him a rich boy. He remained silent, but in his heart he was deeply thankful, not so much for himself, as because he knew that he was now able to rejoice his mother's heart, and relieve her from all pecuniary cares or anxieties.
“You've made a good bargain, sir, if I do say it,” said Jack Holden. “For my own part, I wasn't so particular about selling the mine, but my young partner here is differently placed, and the money will come handy to him.”
“You are rather young for a mine owner,” said Mr. Compton, regarding Herbert with some curiosity.
“Yes, sir; I believe I am the youngest mine owner here.”
“Are you a resident of this State?”
“Only temporarily, sir. I came here with a friend whose lungs are weak.”
“You expect to return to the East soon?”