"Let me see, I want something you'll recognize without any trouble, and that nobody else would notice, or think meant anything. Where will you be?" "Out there, behind them rocks; I can see your winders plain from there." "Yes, but if I made you any signal there, or put anything in the window, others would see it as well as yourself." "I'll tell you what, boss," said Maverick, glancing at the window on the right of Haight's desk, where hung an old, dilapidated shade, which had been lowered its full length in an effort to keep out the intolerable heat, "you let that there shade hang jest as it is till you want me, and when I see that yanked up, I'll know what it means, and you'll hear from me in jest about ten minits at the latest. But say, boss, what's all this racket about, anyhow? Some o' them eastern chaps comin' out here?" "That's none of your business, Jim," said Haight in a joking way, "you attend to what you've been told, and don't meddle with what don't concern you." "Is old Cameron comin' out here?" persisted Maverick, with an expression of fear and hatred combined, visible in his countenance. "Cameron!" exclaimed Haight, with a slight start, and wondering at Maverick's appearance, "What do you know about him?" "I know he owns these 'ere mines, damn him!" answered Maverick doggedly. "Do you! Well, that's enough, go along, you're not interested in Cameron." "Ain't I though!" said Maverick with a snarl and an oath, the hatred and wrath increasing in his face; "Me'n him has got an old score to settle yet. I only wisht he was a goin' ter be in them mines this afternoon. When's he comin'?" "I don't know," answered Haight shortly, "probably before very long though." "When you git word he's comin' I wan'ter know it, that's all," growled Maverick. "Well," said Haight, beginning to lose his temper, "when you see that curtain raised, you may know he's coming, and pretty damned quick too; now get out of the way, and attend to your business. Remember I've told you to give the men warning." "Yes," said Maverick, with a leer, "'specially the new superintendent, you'd like me ter give 'im an extra warnin' I s'pose." There was a corresponding leer on Haight's face, as he replied with a peculiar grimace, "You've had your orders; if you are particularly anxious to give anybody an extra warning, go ahead!" With a low, cruel laugh, Maverick withdrew, and a few moments later was shuffling along in the direction of the mines intent upon the work of destruction assigned to him, his face distorted with mingled fear and rage, his usually dull eyes gleaming with the fires of revenge. Haight hastened to the house to take a hurried dinner, and having learned from Minty that Morton Rutherford had gone to the Y, he again charged her to immediately report to him whatever she might learn, and returned to the office to await further instructions from the company.