"
"Then you don't know who he is?"
"No, sir."
"That is a son of Senator F----, the richest mine owner out in this
section; he looks like a countryman. You see he was raised in the West,
but he is one of the most honest and good-hearted fellows in the world,
liberal to a fault, fond of fun, but a good and true friend to any one."
Desmond studied the man who was giving him this unsolicited information,
and he concluded that the nice-looking man was sharp number two; he was
up to this sort of business and perceived the whole game.
"Yes, he appears like a good, honest fellow," said Desmond.
"Honest? why, you could trust him with all you had in the world."
"Yes, he looks that."
"He is one of the kindest-hearted fellows in the world. I tell you if
you get into trouble he is the man to aid you. He is the best pistol
shot and rifle shot in the land. Why, that fellow has fought off a whole
tribe of Indians. The redskins fear him as a white man fears the devil,
and his father is one of the richest men out in this section, as I told
you."
"Yes. He don't look like a millionaire's son."
"No, but he is all the same, and he appears to have taken a great fancy
to you.
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