Harvey Montaine was in high spirits.
He gripped Frank’s hand warmly, saying:
“I can never fully repay you, Frank, old friend. But for you I might never have seen daylight again.”
“I was glad to be able to help you,” said Frank, sincerely.
“I knew that you would do it, so I sent for you. The time may come when I can return the favor.”
“Do not speak of it,” said Frank, warmly. “It is all right.”
“I have a very rich claim upon the other side of the mountain. I shall make a large fortune out of it.”
“I hope you will.”
“You shall see that I will not forget you, old friend.”
When daylight came not a greaser was to be found in the hills.