"
Alf didn't protest. Now that he was back safe in camp he felt
much ashamed of himself for having run away and left the camp
unwatched.
As soon as he had eaten his dinner Tom Reade went back to the
assay furnace to improve the fire.
"Now, Harry, we'll get the powdered stuff ready to roast," Reade
remarked. "We've a lot of it to rush through this afternoon."
"And we want to be sure to finish it at least two hours before
dark, too," Larry nodded. "If we decide to file a claim Jim ought
to be riding for Dugout City by dark, ready to file the papers
the first thing in the morning."
"And Jim can bring back half a dozen men to help us sink the first
shaft," proposed Tom.
"That's where I feel like a fool," muttered Ferrers. "I haven't
a blessed dollar to put in as capital."
"We'll take your honesty for a good deal in the way of capital,
Jim," Tom hinted cheerfully.
"Harry, you might get out the transit, the tape, markers and other
things. If we stake out a claim we'll do it so accurately that there
can be no fight, afterward, as to the real boundaries of our claim.
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