"
"Well, it's mostly cattle down here in the Panamint, but since the
strike over at Gold Gulch some of the boys have gone prospecting.
There's gold in them damn Panamint Mountains. If you can find a good
long 'contact' of country rocks you ain't far from it. There's a couple
of fellars from Redlands has located four claims around Gold Gulch. They
got a vein eighteen inches wide, an' Peters says you can trace it for
more'n a thousand feet. Were you thinking of prospecting over there?"
"Well, well, I don' know, I don' know."
"Well, I'm going over to the other side of the range day after t'morrow
after some ponies of mine, an' I'm going to have a look around. You say
you've been a miner?"
"Yes, yes."
"If you're going over that way, you might come along and see if we can't
find a contact, or copper sulphurets, or something. Even if we don't
find color we may find silver-bearing galena." Then, after a pause,
"Let's see, I didn't catch your name."
"Huh? My name's Carter," answered McTeague, promptly. Why he should
change his name again the dentist could not say. "Carter" came to his
mind at once, and he answered without reflecting that he had registered
as "Burlington" when he had arrived at the hotel.
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