"They said gold couldn't be found in that formation around Goldfield.

But they found it, didn't they ?" Casey looked at me steadily for a minute and then came out with what was really in his mind.

"You stake me to grub and a couple of burros an' let me go hunt the Injun Jim, and I'll locate yuh in on it when I find it.

And if I don't find it, I'll pay yuh back for the outfit.

And, anyway, you're makin' money off'n my bad luck right along, ain't yuh?
Wasn't it me you was writin' up, these last few days ?" "I was--er--reconsidering that devil's lantern yarn you told me, Casey.
But the thing doesn't work out right.