"She's better than her husband," thought Ben.
"After all, we haven't lost much, for we shall get nearly the worth of our lost money."
The woman remarked, with some surprise, that they did not take their loss much to heart.
"How do you expect to get along without money?" she could not help asking.
"We're used to roughing it, ma'am," said Bradley. "I'm an old miner, and I think I can find some of my old chums before long."
By this time luncheon was ready, and they soon left the cabin.
Bradley could no longer repress his curiosity.
"Now, Ben, tell me all about it," he said. "Where is our money?"
Ben looked back, to make sure that he would not be overheard, and answered: "I put it in the bank for security, Jake."
"What do you mean?"