to be studying," she assented reluctantly, "but I guess I
can go up--for a while."

They clambered up together over the ancient, cliff-dwellers' trail,
where each foothold was worn deep in the rock; but as they sat within
the shadow of the beetling cliff Drusilla sighed again.

"Do you think?" she asked, "that there will be a great rush when they
hear about your strike down in Moroni? Because then I'll have to go--I
can't practice the way I have been with the whole town filled up with
miners. And everything will be changed--I'd almost rather it wouldn't
happen, and have things the way they are now. Of course I'll be glad for
father's sake, because he's awfully worried about money; but sometimes I
think we're happier the way we are than we will be when we're all of us
rich. What will be the first thing you'll do?"

"Well," began Denver, his eyes still on the road, "the first thing is to
open her up. There's no use trying to interest outside capital until
you've got some ore in sight. Then I'll go over to Globe to a man that I
know and come back with a hundred thousand dollars. That's right--I know
him well, and he knows me--and he's told me repeatedly if I find
anything big enough he's willing to put that much into it. He came up
from nothing, just an ordinary miner, but now he's got money in ten
different banks, and a hundred thousand dollars is nothing to him. But
his time is valuable, can't stop to look at prospects; so the first
thing I do is to open up that mine until I can show a big deposit of
copper. The silver and lead will pay all the expenses--and you wait,
when that ore gets down to the smelter I'll bet there'll be somebody
coming up here. It runs a thousand ounces to the ton or I'm a liar, the
way I've sorted it out; but of course old Murray and the rest of 'em
will rob me. I don't expect more than three hundred dollars."

"Isn't it wonderful," murmured Drusilla, "and to think it all happened
just from having your fortune told! I'm going over to Globe before I
start back East and get her to tell my fortune, too; but of course it
can't be as wonderful as yours--you must have been just born lucky."

"Well, maybe I was," said Denver with a shrug, "but it isn't all over
yet--I still stand a chance to lose. And she told me some other things
that are not so pleasant--sometimes I wish I'd never gone near her."

"Oh, what are they?" she asked in a hushed eager voice; but Denver
ignored the question. Never, not