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Rice rose slowly, bright pin points in the pupils of his gray eyes. "Bringin' a wagon with him to tote the hull shanty away," suggested Wyngate. "Or fetched his own ambulance," said Briggs. Nevertheless, after a pause, the wheels presently rolled away again. "We'd better go and meet him at the gate," said Rice, hitching his revolver holster nearer his hip.
"I'll get a pair you only want two to begin with," continued Wyngate cheerfully, "and in a month or two you've got all you want, and eggs enough for market. On second thoughts, I don't know whether you hadn't better begin with eggs first. That is, you borry some eggs from one man and a hen from another.
One member, becoming interested in a funny paragraph he found in the scrap of newspaper wrapped around his noonday cheese, shamelessly sat down to finish it, regardless of the prospecting pan thrown at him by another. They had taken up their daily routine of mining life like schoolboys at their tasks. "Hello!" said Ned Wyngate, joyously recognizing a possible further interruption.
But his whole fixin's consisted of a claim the size of ours, and played out long ago: a ramshackle lot o' sheds called a cottage, and a kind of market garden of about three acres, where he reared and sold vegetables. He was always poor, and as for calling it 'property, and ME the 'heir' good Lord!" "A miser, as sure as you're born!" said Wyngate, with optimistic decision. "That's always the way.
"If this stuff belongs to the girl, I'm not certain I shan't give them up without any fuss. Lord! I want nothing but what the old man left me and certainly nothing of HERS." Here Ned Wyngate was heard to murmur that Jackson was one of those men who would lie down and let coyotes crawl over him if they first presented a girl's visiting card, but he was stopped by Rice demanding paper and pencil.
"Mebbe they've sneaked round to the cabin," said Briggs, "and are holdin' it inside." They were turning quickly in that direction, when Wyngate said, "Hush! some one's there in the brush under the buckeyes." They listened; there was a faint rustling in the shadows. "Come out o' that, Brown into the open. Don't be shy," called out Rice in cheerful irony. "We're waitin' for ye."
"You see," said Ned Wyngate, "the Chinese naturally take to this kind o' business. Why, you can't take up a china plate or saucer but you see 'em pictured there working at jobs like this, and they kin live on green things and rice that cost nothin', and chickens. You'll keep chickens, of course." Jackson thought that his hands would be full enough with the garden, but he meekly assented.
There was a prolonged murmur of assent, and an affecting corroboration from Ned Wyngate of "That was him; that was Jacksey all the time!" "Indeed, indeed," said the lawyer nervously. "I had quite the idea that there was very little fondness" "Not on your side not on your side," said Rice quickly. "Uncle Quincy may not have anted up in this matter o' feelin', nor seen his nephew's rise.
Attorneys, Sacramento. The three miners' faces lightened and turned joyously to Wells; but HIS face looked puzzled. "May we congratulate you, Mr. Wells?" said Wyngate, with affected politeness; "or possibly your uncle may have been English, and a title goes with the 'prop, and you may be Lord Wells, or Very Wells at least."
"If there is, you might say," suggested Wyngate, who felt he had not had a fair show in the little comedy, "ye might say to that old skeesicks of a wife's brother, if he wants to nipple in, that there are four men on the Ledge and four revolvers!
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