"No, we're goin' now. Come on, Jim," the man added, as he turned to his
companion. "It's time for us to be movin'."
Without further words the two strange visitors departed from the camp and
soon disappeared along the winding way that lead to the summit.
"That's a nice thing you did, Jack!" exclaimed Fred angrily as soon as the
two men were gone.
"What's the harm?" retorted John. "I didn't tell them anything about any
lost mine."
"You didn't have to," retorted Fred, "after what they said. They had
heard about a man dying, though how they ever knew beats me. And they
believed that he was the man who was reported to have found a great lead."
"What of it?"
"A good deal of it," joined in Grant. "You have given them an idea and
they won't forget it."
"What good is an idea?" demanded John. "They haven't any paper and they
can't find the place without it."
"All the same," said Fred, "I'm sorry you said anything about Simon
Moultrie."
"But I didn't say anything about him," protested John. "They were the ones
that did most of the talking. I thought if I told them about the bones we
found this afternoon that perhaps they would talk some more and say
something that would help us.
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