"Then, indeed, we must look out for an ambush," said one of Mr.
Dunlop"s companions, a man of thirty.
"And you will be in real danger every minute of the time," said Dunlop"s daughter, fearfully. "Father, why can"t you come out of this wild country? Is the money that you may make out here worth all the risk?"
"Yes," answered Mr. Dunlop, with a firmness that seemed intended to settle the matter.
"Why did you fire on those men without provocation?" Tom asked, aside, of Jim Ferrers, who stood stroking his rifle barrel with one hand.
"I had provocation," Ferrers answered.
"Oh," said Reade, who was none the wiser.
"I"ll "get" Dolph Gage yet, if I ever have a fair chance without running my neck into the noose of the law," added Ferrers, with silent fury in his tone.
"Is there a story behind it all, eh" queried Tom mildly.
"Yes, Mr. Reade. Too long a story to tell in a minute."
"I didn"t mean to pry into your affairs, Ferrers," Tom made haste to say.
"Well, for one thing, Dolph Gage shot the only brother I ever had---and got cleared of the charge in the court!" muttered Ferrers.
"Was your brother killed?" Tom inquired.
"Didn"t I state that Dolph Gage shot him?" demanded Jim in a semi-injured tone. "Men don"t often waste ammunition out in this county, even if I did send in three wild shots just now. But that was because I was excited, and couldn"t see straight. I"ll try to do better next time."
Mr. Dunlop was now engaged in making his daughter, her child and the other woman comfortable in one of the touring cars.
Several of the men in the party, also, had decided that they did not care to remain if they were to be exposed to shooting at all hours of the day.
In the end Mr. Dunlop had but three of the men in his party left with him.
The younger of the two armed men was sent to drive the car containing the women. One of the guests of the Dunlop party drove a second car. In this order they started for Dugout City, thirty miles away. As the roads hardly deserved the name the motor cars would not be likely to reach Dugout before dark.
"Look out for ambushes," exclaimed Mr. Dunlop, to the armed driver of the women"s car.
"Yes, sir; but there isn"t much danger of our being fired on. Gage"s gang will be only too glad to see the women folks leaving here. We won"t be troubled."
Mr. Dunlop stood anxiously gazing after the two touring cars as long as they could be seen. Then he stepped briskly back, holding out his hand to Tom Reade.
"Permit me, now, to thank you for your timely aid," said the stout man. "You know my name. Will you kindly introduce your friends?"
This Tom did at once, after which Mr. Dunlop presented his three companions. One was his nephew, Dave Hill, the second, George Parkinson, Mr. Dunlop"s secretary, and the third a man named John Ransome, an investor in Mr. Dunlop"s mining enterprise. The elder of the armed men who remained behind was Joe Timmins, both guide and chauffeur. The young man who had gone with one of the cars was Timmins"s son.
"You have a mining claim hereabouts, Mr. Dunlop?" Tom inquired.
"Yes; but not exactly at this point," added the older man, with a smile as he noted Reade staring about him with a quizzical smile.
"The claim stands over there on that slope"--- pointing to the westward.
"Has it been prospected, sir?" asked Hazelton.
"Yes: it"s a valuable property, all right. I brought my party out here to show it to them. The friends who have returned to Dugout, and Mr. Ransome here, have the money ready to put up the needed capital as soon as they are satisfied."
"I"m satisfied now," spoke up Ransome, "and I"m sure that the others are, after what Mr. Dunlop showed us this morning."
"How soon do you begin operations?" Tom asked with interest.
"As soon as my men have talked it over and have concluded to put up the money, replied Mr. Dunlop.
"We"re ready, now---all of us," Ransome broke in.
"Then," said Mr. Dunlop, "the next step will be to get in touch with a satisfactory engineer. You see, Mr. Reade, it"s either a tunneling or a boring claim. We must either sink a shaft or drive a tunnel---whichever operation can be done at the least cost. Either way will be expensive, and we must find out for a certainty which will be the cheaper. There"s a lot of refractory rock in the slope yonder. In the morning our party will get all the ore we can from the surface croppings, then start for Dugout, going from there to Carson City. At Carson we hope to find an honest engineer and a capable metallurgist."
"Then you haven"t engaged any engineer?" Reade asked, almost eagerly.
"Not yet. There was no need, until we had satisfied the investors."
"Perhaps Hazelton and I can make some deal with you, Mr. Dunlop,"
Reade proposed.
"In what line?" inquired Dunlop. "Are you miners---or machinists?"
"When we want to be really kind to ourselves," smiled Tom, "we call ourselves engineers."
"Mining engineers?" demanded Mr. Dunlop, gazing at the two youths in astonishment.
"No, sir. Neither Hazelton nor myself ever handled a mine yet," Tom answered. "But we have done a lot of railroad work."
"Railroad work isn"t mine digging," objected Mr. Dunlop.
"I"m aware of that, sir," Tom agreed. "Yet boring is largely excavation work; so is tunneling. We"ve had charge of considerable excavating in our services to railroads."
"Very likely," nodded Dunlop, reflectively. But how about the a.s.says for gold and silver? Sometimes, when searching for drifts and runs of the metal we may need a dozen a.s.says in a single week."
"We have the furnace with us, sir; the a.s.say balance and all the tools and chemicals that are used in an ordinary a.s.say."
"You have?" asked Mr. Dunlop. "Then you must have come prepared to go into this line of work."
"We thought it more than likely that we"d amuse ourselves along that line of work for a while," Tom explained truthfully. "Yet mining attracts us. We"d stay here and go into the thing in earnest if we could make good enough terms with you."
"Would seventy-five dollars a month for each of you be satisfactory?"
asked Mr. Dunlop keenly.
"No, sir," replied Reade with emphasis. "Nor would we take a hundred and seventy-five dollars, either. When I said that we would consider a good proposition I meant just that, sir."
"Hm-m-m-m!" murmured Mr. Dunlop. "I shall have to give this matter thought, and question you a good deal more on your qualifications.
I suppose you would be willing to let this matter remain open for a few days?"