"Yes, I'm well, and the map is safe in my pocket," answered Robert, and then they walked to the cabin, while the mail carrier proceeded on his way. Once inside of the place Robert was introduced to Dick Marden's uncle, who sat in an old-fashioned easy chair by one of the little windows of which the cabin boasted. Mr. Amberton seemed weak and careworn. "Dick has been telling me about you," he said, in a low voice. "He felt sure you would manage to get the map." There was of course nothing for Robert to do but to tell his story from beginning to end, and this he did without delay, Dick Marden in the meantime ordering the negro servant to cook a good dinner for the youth. "Well, you outwitted Hammerditch and Le Fevre nicely," cried the miner. "I would like to have seen them at the railroad station. They must have felt cheap and no mistake." "They are rascals, and I always knew it," said Felix Amberton. "But now we have a hold upon them, for through Robert we can show up their true characters, if it becomes necessary." The map was examined with care, and Dick Marden announced that it was just what was wanted. "They can't go behind this," he said. "Robert, I think you have saved the estate for my uncle." "I think so myself," came from Felix Amberton. "But I am afraid I am in for a long lawsuit, nevertheless." Inside of an hour a hot dinner awaited our hero, to which he, as was usual with him, did full justice. The balance of the day passed quietly, and on the day following Dick Marden took the boy over the timber lands. "Would you like it out here?" asked the miner. "I don't believe I would," answered Robert promptly. "I much prefer city life." "Honestly spoken," cried Marden. "Now with me it is just the opposite. I can remain in the city a couple of weeks, or possibly a month, and then I feel that I must get somewhere where there is lots of elbow room." Two days later a lawyer arrived--the one sent for by Marden and Felix Amberton. "The claim is all right," said the legal gentleman. "This map is good proof, too. If they want to fight let them. You will surely come out on top." This was cheering news, and its effect upon Amberton was soon visible. "When it is settled I shall not forget you," he said to Robert. "Thank you," replied the boy, "but I am glad to have been of service to you and Mr. Marden, my best friend. He helped me, you know, when I actually did not know how to turn myself." On Monday of the week following Dick Marden announced his intention of going to Chicago on business, and as there was nothing to keep Robert in the lumber camp, he decided to accompany his friend back to the great city by the lakes. CHAPTER XXXIII. ROBERT VISITS HOME--CONCLUSION. "You have had lots of adventures since last we met in Chicago," remarked Dick Marden, while he and Robert were making the trip from Timberville to Muskegon. "That is true, and some adventures that I didn't care much about," returned our hero.