"There's mother's bureau!" exclaimed Fred in excitement. "He's begun to move us out."
"He has, hey?" said Sloan the miner. "We'll soon stop that."
"What are you doing here?" demanded Fred, hurrying up.
Zebulon Mack turned round, and eyed the boy with an ugly frown.
"I told your mother I'd move her out, and I've done it."
"Why didn't you wait for me? I've got the money."
"You have?"
"Yes, I have."
"Pay it over, then."
Fred was about to do so when the miner interposed.