CHAPTER VII.
SHIFTING THE RESPONSIBILITY.
“There’s a five-foot vein of that rock!” declared Bates, “and it’s a true fissure—which means that it will ‘go down’ and get better with every foot.”
“I wonder if I could get a little of that good thing?” Nick inquired.
“No, sir, never!” cried Montgomery.
“We want it all for ourselves,” said one of the Boston men.
“Sure thing,” averred the other.
“We’ll close the deal to-morrow at ten o’clock, at my house,” said Montgomery. “You’ll be there, gentlemen?”
“Certainly we will,” answered the first Boston man.
“And bring our certified checks with us,” added the other.
The capitalists went away, Bates soon followed, and Nick sat down in Cupell’s private office.