We're here, ain't we ?" Stark spoke up.

"You can't keep news of a gold strike when the wind blows, Lee.

It travels on the breeze." The harm was done, and there was no use in concealment, so Lee reluctantly told them of his discovery and warned them of the stakes already placed.
"And see here, you fellers," he concluded, "I've been forty years at this game and never had a creek named after me, but this one is goin' to be called '"No Creek" Lee Creek' or I fight.

Does it go ?" "Sure, that's a good name, and we'll vote for it." "Then go as far as you like," said the miner, dismissing them curtly.
"I'll step along with the boys and show them where our upper stakes are," volunteered Stark, and Runnion offered to do the same, adding that it were best to make sure of no conflict so early in the game.

The five disappeared into the woods, leaving the others at the cabin to make preparations for the homeward trip.
"That man who did the talking is a tin-horn gambler who drifted in a month ago, the same as Runnion, and the others ain't much better," said Gale, when they had gone.