"He had the specimens with him ?" Alton nodded.

"Yes," he said.

"He had his grip right on the deerhide bag, as though he didn't want to let me have them, and I had to think of Mrs.Jimmy while I took them from him.

It didn't seem quite fair of Jimmy, because they haven't much use for silver in the country the long trail leads to." Seaforth glanced down into the great hollow that fell away beneath them, and up at the glittering snow.

"You were alone, I think ?" "I was," said Alton grimly.