"I--I presume so," answered the former teacher, nervously. He had dropped his hands, but Sol Blugg still had his weapon handy, and the sight of it was far from comforting. "Had a row, did ye?" asked Blugg, curiously. "Yes. You see, Blower wanted to run things to suit himself and we--er--we didn't see things quite that way. Then Dillon came up with his crowd, and they made matters worse than ever. We had some information that we didn't want the others to have, so we got out," went on Link Merwell, glibly. He was now recovering from his fright. "Got information, have ye?" cried Larry Jaley. "About wot fer instance?" "About what those fellows are after," answered Merwell. "Isn't that so?" he asked, of Haskers. "It is," answered the former teacher. "Is it another gold strike?" burst out Sol Blugg, eagerly. "Not exactly a strike," answered Merwell. "All of us came out to relocate the lost Landslide Mine." "What! That mine!" yelled Staver, and the tone of his voice showed his deep disgust. "Nuthin' to it--nuthin' at all. If you're arfter thet mine ye might as well go right back home. It's buried deep an' fer good." "Let us hear what they have to tell," said Sol Blugg. "They may have news worth listenin' to, Ham." "I ain't goin' to waste no time lookin' fer thet lost mine," growled the rascal who had been shot. "I'm goin' back to town an' let a doctor look at this hand o' mine." "And I will go with you!" put in Job Haskers, eagerly. "I have had enough of the mountains! The others can locate that lost mine if they wish." "See here, you fellers sit down an' we'll talk this thing over," said Sol Blugg. "If you've got Blower an' Dillon interested in lookin' fer the lost mine there must be somethin' in it wuth knowin'. Might be as you've got a new lead, or somethin'." "I'll tell you what I know," answered Link Merwell. He and Haskers, after bringing in their horses, sat down, and a talk lasting the best part of an hour followed. The men from Butte asked many questions, and wanted to know about the map and papers Roger was carrying. Blugg and Jaley were evidently much impressed. "You are right about one thing, Merwell," he said. "That mine is now teetotally lost--the claim was shifted by the landslide. If we could relocate the mine I think we could make our claim to it good at the land office." "Let us try it!" cried Merwell, eagerly. "We have as much chance to do it as the Morr crowd." "But he has that map, and the directions." "We overheard all their talk, so I know as much as Roger Morr does. As for Blower and Dillon, they don't know this district any better than you men do, do they?" "Not much better," answered Larry Jaley. "We've been here a good many years." He turned to Staver. "What do you say, now?"