"Yes."
"Well, upon my word he looks like a little gentleman."
"He has improved in appearance since I made his acquaintance in Gulchville," said Mark with a smile. "I have just bought him a new outfit."
"So, so! Well, fine feathers make fine birds. Well, my boy, does Mark make you call him father?"
Philip laughed heartily at the idea.
"Why, he's only a boy!" he rejoined.
"Philip," said Mark with a warning finger, "you must treat me with proper respect."
"Shall I call you father?"
"No; perhaps it will be more suitable to call me brother Mark. Did you stop over in Nevada, Mr. Dempsey?"
"Yes; I went to the mine."