" That mine Avas my property," said Lutner,
sloAvly, " I"—here he took a long, loving pull at
his cigar—" discovered it, staked it out"—
another pull at his cigar—" worked it, and here
is the original location notice of the old ' Boss
Claim' standing in D. B. Lutner, and recorded
three years ago." Here he took a paper from his
pocket and shoAveditto Banatyne, adding "Didn't
3'our expert find it so recorded at Gold Gulch ? "
Banatyne did not answer. He had promised
Kelvyn that he would keep his temper, to see
hoAV far the rascal would go and Avhere he would
Avind up, but he was having the hardest work of
his life to fulfiill the promise. He handed the
paper back to Lutner.
" Satisfactory ? " asked Lutner.
" Not exactly," returned Banatyne, his lip curl¬
ing in contempt.
"Not.f" and Lutner elevated his eye brows.
" Hard to please " he added briefly.
" Not so credulous as you supposed," sneered
" No," answered Lutner, and he puffed wreaths
of smoke above his head, and thrcAV himself far¬
ther back in the chair to sec if his smoke rings
Avere successes. " It is 3'Our property now—at
least you say most of it is your property," he
added, as he arose and walked slowly over to a
receiver and relieved his cigar of its ashes.
" That's all you Avished to see me for?" he con¬
cluded, inquiringly, as he turned to Banatyne,
affecting to consider the business at an end,
offering his hand to take his leave.