“Well, you’re one of us, now. What do you propose?” asked Clymer.
“How many are there in that party all told?”
“Four—Prawle and the three boys. One of them is a Dutch boy.”
“You think the claim is valuable enough to fight for, do you?”
“I’m certain of it. Prawle, who ought to know, said the rock would turn out ninety per cent. copper.”
“He said that, did he? Is he an expert?”
“I should judge he knows what he’s talking about.”
“I opine nobody hereaways knows that party is at the creek but us three and the Chinaman. As soon as the fact leaks out, though, a good many of the boys will hustle down there to see what’s goin’ on. We must get ahead of ’em. Now, gents, what kind of a dockument did you make Jim Sanders sign here yesterday?”
“A duplicate bill of sale of his claim,” said Clymer.
“When did he give the original bill of sale?”