But, if you ask me,' said Petey, 'if they ever come to know as much about that copper claim as you know, they'll do you up.

Yes, sir! From ambush, likely.

So long as they are dependin' on you to lead them to it, you're safe from that much, maybe.

After they find out where it is--_cuidado!_' "'But who took that package out of the mail, Petey?
It might have been any one of several or more--old Zurich, here at Cobre; or the postmaster at Silverbell; or the postal clerks on the railroad; or the post-office people at El Paso.' "'You're an old pig-headed fool,' says Pete to me; 'and you lie like a thief.

You know who it was, same as I do--old C.Mayer Zurich, grand champion lightweight collar-and-elbow grafter and liar, cowman, grubstaker, general storekeeper, postmaster, and all-round crook, right here in Cobre--right here where young Stanley's been gettin' 'em dealt from the bottom for three years.