Next time them two come in, he was mighty nice to 'em.

An' when he finally got 'em pried loose an' headed out, he appeared suddenly and says he's goin along to take a look at his mine.

They couldn't do nothin' but take him, uh course.

So they led him out to an old location hole somebody else had dug, an' they showed him iron cappin' an' granite contact an' so on--just talkin' wild, an' every few minutes comin' in with the 'strong indications of a rich ore body.' That was their trump suit, y'see, ma'am.
"Frenchy listened, an' his eyes commenced to snap, but he never said nothin' for awhile.

Then all at once he pulled one uh these ol'-style revolvers an' points it at 'em, an' yells: _'Indicaziones! Indicaziones!_ T'ell weez your _indicaziones!_ Now you show me zee me-_tall_!'" Casey stopped, reached for his plug and remembered that he mustn't.