Then you started up, giving notice of your approach by whistling." Fremont could not repress a smile at the positive manner of the man as he described a situation which was purely imaginary.

Then, anxious to learn what other untruths the fellow would relate, he asked: "You know Jim Scoby, the night watchman, and Felix, the Mexican ?" "I know nothing of them," was the reply.
The two walked on side by side for some time in silence, the big fellow turning now and then to look with disapproval at the smiling face of the boy.

Indeed, if the proof against him was no stronger than this, the boy could well afford to smile, for lies in evidence discredit any truth there may be on the side of the falsifiers.
"Where are the men you refer to ?" the big fellow asked, at length.
"They are down here looking for the Tolford mine," was the reply.

"They stole a description of it that night.

Ever hear of the Tolford mine ?" he added abruptly.
The renegade gave a quick start at the question.
"How do you know they are down here ?" he asked.
"Nestor says they followed on down after us.