He exaggerated the humility with which he walked at the heel of his conqueror, while the extravagant servility which marked his obedience to his hired man made that individual grin.
"You'll do.

You've got the makin's in you!" Del threw down the tools and scanned the run of the snow-surface carefully.

"Here, take the axe, shinny up the hill, and lug me down some _skookum_ dry wood." By the time Corliss returned with the last load of wood, the pocket-miner had cleared away the snow and moss in divers spots, and formed, in general design, a rude cross.
"Cuttin' her both ways," he explained.

"Mebbe I'll hit her here, or over there, or up above; but if there's anything in the hunch, this is the place.

Bedrock dips in above, and it's deep there and most likely richer, but too much work.