performance was still in progress, and he located the man he was
hunting without difficulty.

Ascending the stairs, he knocked at the door of one of the boxes
and called for Captain Stephens.

"I'm glad I found you, Cap," said he. "It saved me a trip out to
your ship in the dark."

"What's the matter?"

Dextry drew him to an isolated corner. "Me an' my partner want to
send a man to the States with you."

"All right."

"Well--er--here's the point," hesitated the miner, who rebelled at
asking favors. "He's our law sharp, an' the McNamara outfit is
tryin' to put the steel on him."

"I don't understand."

"Why, they've swore out a warrant an' aim to guard the shore to-
morrow. We want you to--"

"Mr. Dextry, I'm not looking for trouble. I get enough in my own
business."

"But, see here," argued the other, "we've GOT to send him out so
he can make a pow-wow to the big legal smoke in 'Frisco. We've