"You think you saw Arnold Baxter?" demanded Tom.

"Yes, I saw Arnold Baxter, just as plain as day."

"Sam, you must be--"

"No, I am not dreaming. It was Arnold Baxter, true enough. As soon as
he saw I had spotted him he drew out of sight."

"But we thought he was dead--buried under that landslide out in
Colorado."

"We didn't find his body, and he isn't dead. Why, I would never make a
mistake in that rascal's face, never," and Sam shook his head to
emphasize his words.

"Was Dan with him?"

"I didn't see the son."

"If it was really Arnold Baxter we ought to let the authorities know at
once, so that they can arrest him for getting out of prison on that
bogus pardon."

"Yes, and we ought to let father know, too, for you may be sure Baxter
will do all he can to get square with us for keeping the Eclipse mining
claim out of his grasp."

"He can't do anything about that claim now. Our claim is established by
law, and he is nothing but an escaped jailbird. But I agree he may give