“What!” exclaimed Jack and Charlie in a breath.
“Off id vos gone den I ped you dot Shinamans dook id,” said Meyer, positively.
“Was there anything important in it?” asked Jack, a bit anxiously.
“Nothing more than $25 in bills.”
“It’s lucky you deposited that bill of sale in the bank at Trinity,” Charlie spoke up. “It would be kind of awkward to have lost that.”
“Do you want to know what I think?” asked Prawle, reflectively.
“What?” queried Jack.
“Why, that Chinaman was sent down here from Rocky Gulch by Clymer and his associate Plunkett on purpose to try and steal that bill of sale away from me.”
“I shouldn’t wonder if you are right,” nodded Jack.
“If that’s so, then they have got beautifully left,” grinned Charlie.