"He came West when I was a baby."
"Have you come out to see him?"
"Yes. I thought the old man might need some one to look after him. Has he got any money—enough to live on?"
"I reckon so. He's interested in some mines at Eldorado, but he stays in an old tumble-down cabin, and it doesn't cost him anything to live."
"Where does he live?"
"Come out and I'll show you. About a quarter of a mile back of the settlement."
Ralph followed Joe Loche out of the store, and received directions.
"So he owns some mines, does he?" asked the young man, with a covetous gleam in his small, bead-like eyes.
"Yes."
"They ought to be worth something," he said, meditatively.