It will be far more comfortable, in
either place, than they will have up on Top Notch, or what they have
been having in the movable camp with the engineers, all this summer."
"Finding sleeping quarters for the boys is the least of our worries
now," laughed Sam Brewster. "Keeping off claim-jumpers and guarding the
cave from miners who would steal the gold as fast as they could pick
it, or blow it out of the rock, is more concern for us than any other
problem, at present."
"Well, we won't lack for excitement if all you fear is justly founded,
eh?" laughed Eleanor, plainly showing how thoroughly she was enjoying
the experience and its promised thrills.
"Even a westerner, immune to thrills, would have a few entirely new
ones in this experience," chuckled Mr. Brewster. "But let a few city
gals like you three, and a quiet little mouse like Polly, jump right
into such a game as this promises to be, and there will be nothing left
for you to thrill over, after that, in everyday life."
"If only Jim Latimer and Ken Evans could be at the ranch to go with us
when we start for the cave," said Eleanor for the second time. This
time her remark caused Mr. Brewster to think.
Then he said: "It is queer how that boy resembled our old friend
Montresor. If we only knew what part of the East Montresor came from. I
have always said he was not traveling under his own name, but probably
was using a family name to hide behind.
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