"These thugs are your tools, and you tried to steal that ground because it's sure to be rich." Stark exclaimed angrily, but the other gave him no time to break in.
"Now, don't get rough, because THAT is my game, and I'd be pleased enough to take you back a prisoner." Then turning to Lee, he said: "Don't make me force you to record my locations.

I staked those claims for Miss Gale, and I'll deed them to her when she turns eighteen." Poleon Doret called to Runnion: "M'sieu, you 'member w'at I tol' you yestidday?
I'm begin for t'ink it's goin' be you." The man paled in his anger, but said nothing.

Necia clapped her hands gleefully.
Seeing that the game had gone against him, Stark got his feelings under control quickly, and shrugged his shoulders as he turned away.
"You're in the wrong, Lieutenant," he remarked; "but I don't want any trouble.

You've got the law with you." Then to Runnion and the others he said, "Well, I'm ready to hit the trail." When they had shouldered their packs and disappeared down the valley, Gale held out his hand to the soldier.

"Young man, I reckon you and I will be friends." "Thank you," said Burrell, taking the offer of friendship which he knew was genuine at last.
"I'm in on that!" said "No Creek" Lee; "you're all right!" Poleon had been watching Stark's party disappear, but now he turned and addressed the young soldier.
"You mak' some enemies to-day, M'sieu." "That's right," agreed Lee.