"Well, perhaps so. But my uncle is trying to cheat my mother out of it."
"Then he must be a rascal. Tell me about it."
The man looked sympathetic and trustworthy, and Mark without hesitation told him the story as it is already known to the reader.
"Do you think the stock has reached its highest point?" he asked anxiously.
"No; it will probably rise to two hundred."
"Then my uncle probably won't close it out just at present."
"No; he will hear how the matter stands, and if he is sharp he will hold on."
"I am glad of that, for I want a little time to decide how to act."
"I am going to stop at the mine on my way to 'Frisco."
"I will give you my address and ask you to write me a line to the care of my banker there, letting me know what you can about the mine."