Jack's face was concealed with one hand, but Lyle could see that he had grown very pale, and beneath the heavy, black beard, his lips were moving under the influence of some deep emotion. She continued:

"My reason for wishing to confide this to you was, that I heard Mr.

Van Dorn ask Mr. Houston if there was any one among the miners whom he could trust to help them, as he said without the a.s.sistance of some one, familiar with the mines and their different workings, the undertaking would be much more difficult and dangerous; and I thought at once of you, Jack. You have often told me of the dishonesty and fraud practiced by the company, and said that you would like to see some of their schemes exposed, and I thought you would be just the one to help Mr. Houston, and no one would be likely to suspect you either."

She paused a moment, then added, "He has enemies working against him, and he ought to have some one to help him."

"Who are his enemies?" asked Jack.

"Haight, for one, and my father and all the men that he can influence; and you know, that if they once suspected what he is doing, they would not hesitate, for one moment, to kill him."

"They would not," said Jack, quietly but decidedly, "and among the mines it is a very easy thing to put a man out of the way."

"Then you will look out for him, and help him, will you not?" said Lyle, rising to go.

"Yes, child," he answered with unusual tenderness, "you do not know what you are asking, but since hearing what you have told me, no harm shall come to your friend that I can prevent, no matter what it costs me."

"But Jack," said Lyle anxiously, going to him and laying her hands in his, "this will not put you in danger, will it? My idea was that you could give him information, and no one would ever suspect you; but you have been too true a friend to me, for me to put you in any danger."

"You need have no fear," he answered, "I did not refer to any particular danger of that kind. I am only glad you have told me what you have. Had I learned it in any other way, I would have wished to help your friend. When he returns, say nothing to him of having asked me to help him; I will find him in my own way." Lyle thanked Jack heartily, and as she looked up into his face, her beautiful eyes unusually bright, and her cheeks flushed with emotion, he seemed strangely touched, and bending over her, kissed her reverently on her forehead, for the first time in their acquaintance.

CHAPTER XX.

Nearly a week after the departure of Houston for Silver City, as Morgan was pa.s.sing the sorting rooms one morning, on his way from the mines to the mills, he heard Haight calling him.

"h.e.l.lo, there, Morgan, the Sunrise deal is off."

"Off? who says so? Got a wire from the boss?"

"Yes, she just came, about fifteen minutes ago."

"What's the matter? did the old man say?"

"Nothing very definite; 'party writes property not satisfactory,'

that's all he says."

"Hang it! I should think it looked good enough for 'em. Well," he growled, "there's so much hard work gone for nothing," and thrusting his hands deeper into his pockets in his disgust, Morgan started on his way, but Haight detained him.

"Hold on a minute; say, Morgan, you don't suppose that they caught on to our deal, do you? or that anybody put 'em onto it?"

"Who was there to put 'em onto anything?" asked Morgan.

"Oh, the confidential clerk, may be; he was on such good terms with Johnny Bull and the dude."

Morgan shook his head. "He's too much of a sucker for the company, and knows too well which side his bread is b.u.t.tered, for business of that kind."

"I don't know about that," said Haight, "he's a dude and a tenderfoot himself, and likes to toady around with those eastern sn.o.bs; what else were they hob-n.o.bbing with him for, if they didn't think they could get some information out of him? I've got my own ideas on that subject and I'm going to make some investigations, and if I find I'm correct, he'll find pretty quick where he will be; I've no use for him any way." "I haven't any more use for him than you have," answered Morgan, "but he ain't a very safe fellow to fool with now, I can tell you, and I don't think you want to run up against him yourself."

"I don't know as I've said anything about running up against anybody,"

said Haight, "that isn't my style, but I'll run him out of this country in one way or another, see if I don't."

"You think you're pretty smooth," Morgan called over his shoulder, as he started for the mills, "and if you want to undertake the job, all right; for my part, I don't care to have much to do with him."

Two or three evenings later, as Lyle sat in her favorite nook beside the lake, book in hand, watching for the return of Miss Gladden who had gone with Rutherford for a short row, she was much surprised to see Haight approaching, wearing his most ingratiating smile. For a day or two, he had, on several occasions, when un.o.bserved by the others, treated her with a marked politeness intended to be very flattering, for the thought had occurred to him that possibly through her he might get some information regarding Houston.

"Ah," he said now, seating himself at a little distance from her, and with a glance at the book which she had closed and laid aside, "I fear I have interrupted your reading."

"I was not reading," she replied, "I was merely glancing over a book of Miss Gladden's while awaiting her return."

For a few moments he talked in a light, frivolous manner, but Lyle, suspicious of some ulterior motive in his coming, did not respond very favorably to his efforts at conversation. At last he said, very pleasantly:

"This is a favorite resort of yours, is it not, Miss Maverick?"

"Yes, I come here frequently," she replied.

"I judged so," he continued carelessly, "I saw you out here the evening the eastern party was at the house, and I remember the English expert and his friend took a walk in this direction, with Mr. Houston.

I suppose they were talking over the mine they had looked at, and took Mr. Houston along thinking he might be able to give them any additional information they needed. I wonder what they thought about that mine," he added, watching Lyle, "I suppose you must have overheard some of their conversation."

Lyle was not taken off guard, however, and answered indifferently, "I heard voices, but I was so absorbed in thought I paid little attention to them; it was some time before I even recognized them."

"But you certainly must have overheard some of their conversation,"

said Haight, in his smoothest tones, "can you not recall anything said about the mine?"

"There was nothing whatever said about the mine," she replied, "and if there had been, I am not in the habit of listening to conversations and repeating them."

"Of course not, under ordinary circ.u.mstances," Haight rejoined, smiling, "but you know 'all is fair in love and war' and in mining deals, and as I am interested in behalf of the company, and we have, as yet, heard nothing from the party, you see I naturally had a little curiosity regarding their conversation that evening. You are sure they said nothing of the mine, or that Mr. Houston gave them no information?"

Lyle rose, her eyes flashing with scorn and indignation, as she replied, "Why should Mr. Houston give them any information? As I have told you, there was nothing said about the mine; so far as I could judge, the gentlemen were talking of their own personal affairs; and it is false that you have received no word from the eastern party, for I heard you and Morgan talking at the table yesterday of the deal having fallen through, and you suspect Mr. Houston of dishonorable conduct only because you judge every one to be like yourself," and without giving him opportunity to reply, she turned and walked in the opposite direction toward the boat which she saw approaching in the distance.

Haight walked away toward the house, conscious that his interview had been a failure, but more than ever determined to work his revenge upon Houston, and upon Lyle also, when the right time came.

Lyle determined, for the present, to say nothing regarding the interview, and met her friends without any allusion to what had just occurred.

After a.s.sisting Miss Gladden ash.o.r.e, Rutherford returned to the boat, while Miss Gladden and Lyle started homeward. The former could detect in Lyle's manner signs of unusual excitement, but asked no questions, as she did not think it best to force her confidence.

"Lyle, when are you going to take me to call on your friend, Jack?"

she inquired.

"Any time you wish," Lyle answered, "I spoke to him the other day about your coming, and he said you would be most welcome."

"Then he graciously consented to receive me! Very well, suppose we go now, it is not late."

Arriving at the cabin, they found Jack and Mike sitting outside the door, watching the last fleeting colors of the gorgeous sunset. Miss Gladden was duly introduced, and invited within, and since the bashful Irishman could not be prevailed upon to enter the cabin, Jack entertained his guests alone.

Miss Gladden, from Lyle's description of her friend, had expected to find in Jack a gentleman, but she was totally unprepared for the polished courtesy, the courtly ease and grace without a trace of self-consciousness or restraint, with which, though clad in rough, miner's clothes, he received her in the little cabin, and as she conversed with him, she found her respect for him increasing every moment.