Within the year he became a partner.

The same miraculous fortune followed other ventures later.

He was mill owner, mine owner, bank director--a millionaire! He was popular, the reputation of his brief achievement over the desperado kept him secure from the attack of envy and rivalry.

He never was confronted by the real Fowler.

There was no danger of exposure by others--the one custodian of his secret, Tom Flynn, died in Nevada the year following.