Without further words the two strange visitors departed from the camp and soon disappeared along the winding way that lead to the summit.
"That's a nice thing you did, Jack!" exclaimed Fred angrily as soon as the two men were gone.
"What's the harm?" retorted John. "I didn't tell them anything about any lost mine."
"You didn't have to," retorted Fred, "after what they said. They had heard about a man dying, though how they ever knew beats me. And they believed that he was the man who was reported to have found a great lead."
"What of it?"
"A good deal of it," joined in Grant. "You have given them an idea and they won't forget it."
"What good is an idea?" demanded John. "They haven't any paper and they can't find the place without it."
"All the same," said Fred, "I'm sorry you said anything about Simon Moultrie."
"But I didn't say anything about him," protested John. "They were the ones that did most of the talking. I thought if I told them about the bones we found this afternoon that perhaps they would talk some more and say something that would help us."
"Great! Great!" laughed George scornfully. "You 'done noble,' Jack. If those men don't find the place, you may rest easy that they will keep track of us for a while."