The man who sat there glanced at his attire.
"Been up against it lately ?" he inquired.
Weston admitted that this was the case; and the other smiled dryly.
"Can you chop and shovel ?" he asked.
Weston said that he could; and the miner appeared to consider.
"Well," he said, "I'll put you on at----," mentioning terms which Weston fancied were as favorable as he was likely to get.

"Still, you'll have to hustle, and we charge usual tariff for board.

You may start in." Weston glanced toward Grenfell, who was still sitting where he had left him.
"You see," he said, "there's my partner.

We go together." "I can't help that.

You have my offer.