Silver enough to pave Montreal! Ten thousand dollars for plant, five thousand for the claim, and the thing was done.
He became incoherently eloquent, spoke of the ease and rapidity with which the thing could be resold to a syndicate at an enormous profit, should his "pardners" and he not care to develop it themselves.

If George would find the money--why, George should make his fortune, like the rest, though he had behaved so scurvily all these years.
Anderson watched the speaker intently.

Presently he began to put questions--close, technical questions.

His father's eyes--till then eager and greedy--began to flicker.

Anderson perceived an unwelcome surprise--annoyance-- "You knew, of course, that I was a mining engineer ?" he said at last, pulling up in his examination.
"Well, I heard of you that onst at Dawson City," was the slow reply.