You can understand, of course, that we don't
want any other deposits in that section but our own."
Breen's meaning was clear now. So was the purpose of the letter.
Jack leaned back in his chair, an expression first of triumph and
then of disgust crossing his face. That his uncle should actually
want him back in his business in any capacity was as complimentary
as it was unexpected. That the basis of the copartnership--and it
was this that brought the curl to his lip--was such that neither a
quarter of a mile nor two miles would stand in the way of a
connecting vein of ore on paper, was to be expected by any one at
all familiar with his uncle's methods.
"Thank you, Uncle Arthur," he answered simply, "but there's
nothing decided yet about the Morfordsburg work. I heard a bit of
news coming down on the train this morning that may cause Mr.
MacFarlane to look upon the proposed work more favorably, but that
is for him to say. As to my own property, when I am there again,
if I do go,--I will look over the ground myself and have Mr.
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