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"You remember," she began, "the evening you passed our house?" He nodded. "Well, among the strangers there that night, were an English expert, Mr. Lindlay, and a Mr. Van Dorn, who, they said, was an inventor of some mining machinery. A little while after you passed, I took a book and went out by the lake to read, sitting down behind a thick group of small evergreens.
Lindlay, let me show you these specimens of ore, I think you will appreciate them as few can." In the midst of all this effusion, Mr. Rivers suddenly appeared in the back room. He was a small man, quite bald, with small, twinkling, peering eyes, and a quick motion of his head from one side to the other that reminded Houston of a ferret.
As it was too late for any further mining explorations, the team was ordered, and preparations made for a return to the house. Lindlay and Van Dorn, by mutual agreement, started up the canyon road together, in advance of the others. "Boys, where are you going?" called Mr. Winters. "Going to walk on ahead," answered Van Dorn. "Just as cheap to ride," said Mr. Winters. "Plenty of room," added Mr.
"Very fine ore, so far as I can judge," said Van Dorn carelessly, "I would like to see it run through that concentrator and amalgamator of mine; if these men ever get through talking about mines, Mr. Rivers, I must get you and Mr. Blaisdell interested in my machinery." At the suggestion of Mr. Lindlay, the party next paid a visit to the Morning Star mine, that being the one which Mr.
"Yes, and they will probably purchase other good properties." "'Pon my soul, but that will make a fine plant, out 'ere!" exclaimed Lindlay. "I should say so," responded Van Dorn. Just at that instant, Mr. Cameron and Mr. Whitney appeared, the latter carrying a large roll of legal cap, covered with his well-known hieroglyphics. "My dear," said Mr.
Just across the entrance, on the other side, were Lindlay, Van Dorn and Rutherford, the last two engaged in animated conversation regarding old times, Lindlay occasionally joining with them, but most of the time watching Miss Gladden, with much admiration expressed in his usually critical face. Mr. Rivers sauntered back and forth before the house, smoking, while, at a little distance, Mr.
'Uston seems a very decent sort of a man," commented Lindlay. "He's a fine fellow," responded Van Dorn warmly, "you see I know him, he's a friend of mine, but don't say anything till we get out of here." "A friend of yours! and w'at in the deuce is he doing out 'ere, among such a beastly lot?"
At last Morton said; "I must hasten back to the Y," at the same time handing his friend the telegram received from Van Dorn: "Leave in half an hour on special, with surgeons and nurse. Whitney and Lindlay remain here to attend to business. Warrants for arrests have been issued." "That is good," said Houston, with a sigh of relief, "They are already on their way.
"Like Lindlay, 'just to accommodate, I suppose," laughed Van Dorn, and continued, "Everard, old boy, I am at the service of yourself and your uncle, and we'll say nothing about 'considerations' until afterward; then arrange it between yourselves."
As he sat in the office one afternoon, reviewing the past few weeks, he felt that he had succeeded thus far, even beyond his hopes. The coming of Van Dorn and the acquaintance formed with Lindlay would be of untold value to him in his work.
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