Johnny, who was studying him covertly from beneath the shadow of his hat, nodded briefly, but said nothing.
“How long have you been in the mines?”
“Since March.”
“Since March!” echoed Randall, as though a little bewildered at this reply. “Yet you never heard─What camp?”
Johnny studied a while.
“Hangman’s Gulch for six weeks,” said he. “Then just prospecting.”
“Where?”
“I don’t believe I’ll answer that question,” replied Johnny slowly.
“But somewhere back in the hills?” persisted Randall.
“Somewhere back in the hills,” agreed Johnny.