When he had finished that he opened the can and drank the maple syrup just as he would have drunk whisky,--with a relish.

He smoked Casey's tobacco in the stone pipe which the squaw brought him and appeared fairly well satisfied with life.

But he did not talk much, and what he did say was of no importance whatever.

Not once did he mention gold mines.
Casey went back to camp and swore at William as he counted his cans of luxuries.

He did not realize that he had established a dangerous precedent, but when he led William up to water, meaning to pass by the camp without stopping, the squaw halted him on his way back and told him briefly that her man wanted him.
Injun Jim did not want Casey; he wanted more jam.