Thurl was at the bottom of those accidents.

He knew as well as I did that the mine was rich--better than I did, for that matter, for we discovered before we ran him out of Alaska that he had made secret borings on the property.
But what I did not know until a few hours ago was that he had actually uncovered what we uncovered only yesterday--the mother lode.

He was driving me as fast as he could into the last ditch--for Markel.

I didn't know until yesterday that Markel had any thing to do with it.

I struggled on out there, hoping every day to open a new vein.