He ran the gold back tied the mouth of the sack, and returned it to Ladue.
"I guess you-all need it more'n I do," was Daylight's comment.
"Nope; got plenty more," the other assured him.
"Where that come from ?" Daylight was all innocence as he asked the question, and Ladue received the question as stolidly as an Indian.

Yet for a swift instant they looked into each other's eyes, and in that instant an intangible something seemed to flash out from all the body and spirit of Joe Ladue.

And it seemed to Daylight that he had caught this flash, sensed a secret something in the knowledge and plans behind the other's eyes.
"You-all know the creek better'n me," Daylight went on.

"And if my share in the town site's worth a hundred to you-all with what you-all know, it's worth a hundred to me whether I know it or not." "I'll give you three hundred," Ladue offered desperately.
"Still the same reasoning.

No matter what I don't know, it's worth to me whatever you-all are willing to pay for it." Then it was that Joe Ladue shamelessly gave over.