Then Fairchild glanced at the progress that was being made and sought out the pseudo-foreman.
"Will it be finished by night ?" he asked.
"Easily." "Very well.

I may need these men to work on a day and night shift, I 'm not sure.

I 'll be back in an hour." Away he went and up the shaft, to travel as swiftly as possible through the drift-piled road down Kentucky Gulch and to the Sampler.

There he sought out old Undertaker Chastine, and with him went to the proprietor.
"My name is Fairchild, and I 'm in trouble," he said candidly.

"I 've brought Mr.Chastine in with me because he assayed some of my ore a few days ago and believes he knows what it's worth.