"You young fellers will have
to learn the lesson that you're thirty miles from anywhere, and
that we rule matters around here. We're going to keep on ruling,
too, in this strip of Nevada."
"Are you?" grimaced Hazelton. "Then, my friend, allow me to tell
you that you are making the mistake of trying to reckon without
Tom Reade!"
"Is that your partner's name?" jeered Dolph Gage. "A likely enough
boy, from what I've heard of him. But he isn't old enough to
understand Nevada ways."
"No, perhaps not," Harry admitted ironically. "So far Tom has
gotten his training only in Colorado and in Arizona. I begin
to realize that he isn't bright enough to have his own way among
the bright men of Nevada. But Reade learns rapidly---don't forget
that!"
"Huh!" growled Gage. "The young cub seems to think that he has
come out here to take charge of the Range. According to his idea
he has only to pick out what he wanted here; and take it. He
never seems to understand that gold belongs to the first man who
finds it.
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