Don't know how you know, but you've got it right." Stormont smiled.

The young man had told Watson much about himself one night when he was drunk.

"I don't think it matters.

You'd like to get rich and hinted that you knew how to make your pile." "I know where there's a silver lode." "Ah!" said Stormont, "that's interesting! But it's an expensive business to prove and develop a mineral claim, and you couldn't do much alone.

I expect you know this, since you stop here clerking for a few dollars a week.