“No, you won long before you started.”
“What I started to tell you was: Do you think there’s been a part of Lola’s story left out? On purpose, I mean!”
“How do I know! I’m not a mind reader.”
“Well, I’m convinced there was.”
“Yes?”
“Of course. Do you remember her telling about that Mitchell chap?”
“Yeh, what about him?”
“Well, she never said what became of him, nor if they ever tried to locate him. It would be interesting to know where he went. He certainly must have copped all the gold that belonged to Redmond. Didn’t she say something about the paper representing great wealth?”
“Sure!” Rip was getting very drowsy and half heard Westy’s question.
“Well, there you are. He must have had half interest with that Mitchell in the mine. A gold mine! Think of it! Gee, they ought to be rich, eh, Rip?”