"What was that bargain we made ?" "It was based on two hundred dollars a ton ore.

This may run above--or below.

But whatever it is, I 'll sell you all you can handle for the next three days at fifty dollars a ton under the assay price." "You 've said the word.

The trucks will be here in an hour if we have to shovel a path all the way up Kentucky Gulch." He hurried away then, while Fairchild and the men followed him into town and to their breakfast.

Then, recruiting a new gang on the promise of payment at the end of their three-day shift, Fairchild went back to the mine.