"I haven't played my last cards--yet." The miner smiled grimly, but with no relaxation of vigilance.

He was into it now, and proposed seeing it through.
"I have a few left myself," he returned soberly.

"Your man Moore drove south, taking the road leading into the Shoshone desert, and he had another one of your gang with him.

Then you, and two others, went back into the hotel, using the outside stairs.

I take it the two others were Enright, here, and Ned Beaton." He leaned forward, his face set like flint.
"Now see here, Lacy.