I'll remind him of that.' Harry Hardy found Manager Holden in his office at the Silver Stream when he called on the following morning.
'Couldn't do it, my lad,' said the old miner; 'but I'll put in a word for you with Hennessey at the White Crow.' 'I want a job here on the Stream--want it for a purpose,' said Harry.
'There'd be a row.

The people at Yarraman would kick up, after the other affair.

I'd be glad to, Harry; but you'd best try somewhere else.' 'Mr.Holden,' said the young man, 'do you believe my brother guilty ?' The manager met his eager eyes steadily.
''Tisn't a fair question, lad,' he answered.

'I always found Frank straight, an' he looked like an honest man; but that evidence would have damned a saint.' 'Do you think the gold-stealing has stopped ?' The manager looked up sharply.
'Do you know anything ?' 'I know what the men hint at; nothing more.

If they could speak straight they wouldn't do it.' 'Well, to tell you God's truth, Hardy, I believe we are still losing gold.' 'Send me below, then, an' by Heaven I'll spot the true thieves if they're not more cunning than the devil himself.