"That would satisfy me."
"Or me. But I doubt whether the money was creditably gained."
"Do you know anything about it? Were you an acquaintance of his?"
"Yes; I can remember him when he was only a rough miner. I never heard that he was very lucky, but he managed to take considerable money East with him."
Warner eyed Jack King attentively.
"You suspect something," he said, shrewdly.
"I do. There was one of our acquaintances who had struck it rich, and accumulated about ten thousand dollars. Browning was thick with him, and I always suspected that when he found himself on his deathbed, he intrusted all his savings to Butler——"
"I thought you were speaking of Browning?"
"His name was Butler then. He has changed it since. But, as I was saying, I think he intrusted his money to Browning to take home to his family."
"Well?"