A SUSPICIOUS MOVE When Benson and Blake rode into the camp, apparently on good terms with each other, Harding made no reference to what had occurred.

He greeted them pleasantly, and soon afterward they sat down to the supper he had been cooking.

When they had finished, they gathered round the fire with their pipes.
"A remark was made the other night which struck me as quite warranted," Benson said.

"It was pointed out that I had contributed nothing to the cost of this trip." "It was very uncivil of Harding to mention it," Blake answered.
"Still, you see, circumstances rather forced him." "Oh, I admit that; indeed, you might put it more harshly with truth.
But I want to suggest that you let me take a share in your venture." "Sorry," said Harding promptly; "I can't agree to that." Benson sat smoking in silence for a moment.
"I think I understand," he said, "and I can't blame you.

You haven't much cause for trusting me.
"I didn't mean----" "I know," Benson interrupted.