"You'll
find that this claim is ours!"
"Look at what that cub is doing!" broke in Eb excitedly, pointing
to Harry.
Unobserved at first by others, Hazelton had slipped back of the
crowd. Now he was placing a board in position, and that board
announced the fact that Jim Ferrers had staked out this strip
for himself.
"Take that down!" raged Gage, as soon as he saw the new board
and paper. "It won't do you any good."
"We'll take a chance on it, anyway, and watch it for a few days,"
Jim declared. "Are you through with me now, Mr. Reade?"
"Certainly," nodded Tom.
Mounting his horse, Jim Ferrers rode away at an easy gait.
"This is a mean trick to try to play on us, Reade," snarled Gage.
"If you hadn't played a mean trick on us, and staked this place
off while you knew we were making the assay of ore taken from
here," rejoined Tom, "then we might be inclined to waive the purely
legal side of the case and give you a fair chance to get your
friend Pringle here. But you must remember that you tricked us
out of this claim in the first place, and now you have no right
at all to complain.
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