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"Nope," returned Billy, "here's a lunch I brought along. I guess I'll be going home." He untied a sack of food from the back of his saddle and mounted as if to go, but the stranger took the mule by the bit. "Now listen, kid," he said. "Do you know who I am? Well, I'm John C. Calhoun, the man that discovered the Wunpost Mine and put Southern Nevada on the map.
"Well, I might," conceded Wunpost, rising slowly to his feet, and then he shook his head. "But you're no business woman," he stated, "what I was trying to say was " "Well, let's own it together!" she dimpled impatiently, and Wunpost accepted the trust. There Are Two Sides to Everything including the wrapper which covers every Grosset & Dunlap book.
His eyebrows were too black, his lips too grim, his jaw too firmly set; and his haggard eyes looked like those of a woman who is about to burst into hysterical tears. It was Pisen-face Lynch, and as Wunpost caught his eye he gave way to a mocking smirk. "Ah, good morning, Mr. Eells," he called out cordially, "good morning, good morning Mr. Lynch!
"A dream, eh?" echoed the friend, and then the crowd laughed and followed on up to the bank. Since Wunpost had lost in his bet with Eells and deposited all his money in the bank he was looked upon almost with pride as a picturesque asset of the town. He made talk, and that was made into publicity, and publicity helped the town.
All the ethics of the desert had been violated by Dusty Rhodes and a human life put in jeopardy, and as Wunpost dwelt upon his sufferings the old thirst for revenge rose up till it quite overmastered him. He denounced Dusty's actions in no uncertain terms, holding him up to the scorn of mankind; but Dusty was just as vehement in his impassioned defense and in his claim to a half of the strike.
"Where'd you get that ore?" he demanded of Wunpost as the crowd opened up before him and Wunpost glanced at him fleeringly. "I stole it!" he said and went on sorting out specimens which he stuffed into his well-worn overalls. "I asked you where!" returned Eells, drawing his lip up sternly, and Wunpost turned to the crowd. "You see?" he jeered, "I told you he was crooked.
"Ahhr, principle!" scoffed Wunpost. "You're the crookedest dog that ever drew up a contract and then talk to me about principle! Why don't you say what you mean and call it your system like they use trying to break the roulette wheel? But I'm telling you your system is played out.
"I've got twenty thousand dollars that I suppose I can spare," he began as he spread out the money, but Wunpost cut him short. "I'll take it," he said, "and you can have the Stinging Lizard but my word's all the quit claim you get!"
He had discovered the Wunpost, and lost it on a fluke; but the Willie Meena was different if he kept the peace with her they would both come out with a fortune. "Never mind now, kid," he said at last, "your father is all right I like him. And if he thinks he can get rich by building roads up the canyon, that's his privilege; it's nothing to me.
Or perhaps it was the black skull-cap, set far back on his bent head, which gave him the Jewish cast; but his manner was that of the rough-and-ready barkeeper and he slapped one wet hand on the bar. "Here's to her!" cried Wunpost, ignoring the hint to pay as he raised his glass to the crowd. "Here's to the Willie Meena some mine!"
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