From the very appearance of this newly-opened vein I don't believe
it is one that will give out in a hurry."
"By the way, Doe," called Ferrers, joining them, "here's that
nugget that you wouldn't take when I offered it to you in Dugout.
You've made your visit, and now the nugget is yours."
"I don't want it," smiled Dr. Scott. "I want real money, in place
of the nugget, and I'll be content to wait for it. The owners
of this mine will be welcome to run up a very considerable bill
with me."
"Then can you stay a few days?" queried Tom eagerly. "Until good
old Harry is wholly out of danger."
"Yes; I'll stay a few days, if you wish it, Mr. Reade."
Finally Jim had the presence of mind to pilot the physician to
the cook shack.
Quietly enough the officers from Dugout had reentered camp. With
them they had borne one long, covered object---the remains of
Dolph Gage, who had been shot and killed while resisting arrest.
Gage's two remaining companions had been brought in, handcuffed.
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