Bennett.
Why, there’s nothing there. We’ve been done in the eye. The mine’s worthless.
[George Winter turns away from him, a look of fear and bewilderment on his face. For a moment he hesitates uncertain what to do, then quickly makes up his mind and clenches his teeth.
Bennett.
[Going up to him.] Governor.
George Winter.
If that’s true, the hundred thousand we paid for it might as well have been thrown down a drain-pipe.
Bennett.
What are you going to do?