That'll fix it!" Collinson's brow cleared; the solution of the difficulty seemed to satisfy everybody, and the close-shaven man smiled.
"And I'll secure it," he said, "and give Collinson a sight draft on myself at San Francisco." "What's that for ?" said Collinson, with a sudden suffusion on each cheek.
"In case of accident." "Wot accident ?" persisted Collinson, with a dark look of suspicion on his usually placid face.
"In case we should forget it," said the close-shaven man, with a laugh.
"And do you suppose that if you boys went and forgot it that I'd have anything to do with your d--d paper ?" said Collinson, a murky cloud coming into his eyes.
"Why, that's only business, Colly," interposed Uncle Dick quickly; "that's all Jim Parker means; he's a business man, don't you see.
Suppose we got killed! You've that draft to show." "Show who ?" growled Collinson.
"Why,--hang it!--our friends, our heirs, our relations--to get your money, hesitated Uncle Dick.
"And do you kalkilate," said Collinson, with deeply laboring breath, "that if you got killed, that I'd be coming on your folks for the worth of the d--d truck I giv ye?
Go 'way! Lemme git out o' this.

You're makin' me tired." He stalked to the door, lit his pipe, and began to walk up and down the gravelly river-bed.

Uncle Dick followed him.
From time to time the two other guests heard the sounds of alternate protest and explanation as they passed and repassed the windows.
Preble Key smiled, Parker shrugged his shoulders.
"He'll be thinkin' you've begrudged him your grub if you don't--that's the way with these business men," said Uncle Dick's voice in one of these intervals.

Presently they reentered the house, Uncle Dick saying casually to Parker, "You can leave that draft on the bar when you're ready to go to-morrow;" and the incident was presumed to have ended.
But Collinson did not glance in the direction of Parker for the rest of the evening; and, indeed, standing with his back to the chimney, more than once fell into that stolid abstraction which was supposed to be the contemplation of his absent wife.
From this silence, which became infectious, the three guests were suddenly aroused by a furious clattering down the steep descent of the mountain, along the trail they had just ridden! It came near, increasing in sound, until it even seemed to scatter the fine gravel of the river-bed against the sides of the house, and then passed in a gust of wind that shook the roof and roared in the chimney.

With one common impulse the three travelers rose and went to the door.