"It's no use, boys," said Rowley, summarizing the result of our conference, "we must speak out to him, and if nobody else cares to do it I will.I don't know why we should be more mealy-mouthed than they are at the settlement.They don't hesitate to call Bassett a dead-beat, whatever Captain Jim says to the contrary."The unfortunate Captain Jim had halted irresolutely before the gloomy faces in the shelter.Whether he felt instinctively some forewarning of what was coming I cannot say.There was a certain dog-like consciousness in his eye and a half-backward glance over his shoulder as if he were not quite certain that Lacy was not following.The rain had somewhat subdued his characteristic fluffiness, and he cowered with a kind of sleek storm-beaten despondency over the smoking fire of greenwood before our tent.
Nevertheless, Rowley opened upon him with a directness and decision that astonished us.He pointed out briefly that Lacy Bassett had been known to us only through Captain Jim's introduction.That he had been originally invited there on Captain Jim's own account, and that his later connection with the company had been wholly the result of Captain Jim's statements.That, far from being any aid or assistance to them, Bassett had beguiled them by apocryphal knowledge and sham scientific theories into an expensive and gigantic piece of folly.That, in addition to this, they had just discovered that he had also been using the credit of the company for his own individual expenses at the settlement while they were working on his d--d fool shaft--all of which had brought them to the verge of bankruptcy.That, as a result, they were forced now to demand his resignation--not only on their general account, but for Captain Jim's sake--believing firmly, as they did, that he had been as grossly deceived in his friendship for Lacy Bassett as THEY were in their business relations with him.
Instead of being mollified by this, Captain Jim, to our greater astonishment, suddenly turned upon the speaker, bristling with his old canine suggestion.
"There! I said so! Go on! I'd have sworn to it afore you opened your lips.I knowed it the day you sneaked around and wanted to know wot his business was! I said to myself, Cap, look out for that sneakin' hound Rowley, he's no friend o' Lacy's.And the day Lacy so far demeaned himself as to give ye that splendid explanation o' things, I watched ye; ye didn't think it, but I watched ye.Ye can't fool me! I saw ye lookin' at Walker there, and I said to myself, Wot's the use, Lacy, wot's the use o' your slingin' them words to such as THEM? Wot do THEY know? It's just their pure jealousy and ignorance.Ef you'd come down yer, and lazed around with us and fallen into our common ways, you'd ha' been ez good a man ez the next.But no, it ain't your style, Lacy, you're accustomed to high-toned men like Professor Parker, and you can't help showing it.No wonder you took to avoidin' us; no wonder I've had to foller you over the Burnt Wood Crossin' time and again, to get to see ye.
I see it all now: ye can't stand the kempany I brought ye to! Ye had to wipe the slum gullion of Eureka Gulch off your hands, Lacy"-- He stopped, gasped for breath, and then lifted his voice more savagely, "And now, what's this? Wot's this hogwash? this yer lyin' slander about his gettin' things on the kempany's credit?Eh, speak up, some of ye!"We were so utterly shocked and stupefied at the degradation of this sudden and unexpected outburst from a man usually so honorable, gentle, self-sacrificing, and forgiving, that we forgot the cause of it and could only stare at each other.What was this cheap stranger, with his shallow swindling tricks, to the ignoble change he had worked upon the man before us.Rowley and Walker, both fearless fighters and quick to resent an insult, only averted their saddened faces and turned aside without a word.
"Ye dussen't say it! Well, hark to me then," he continued with white and feverish lips."I put him up to helpin' himself.I told him to use the kempany's name for credit.Ye kin put that down to ME.And when ye talk of HIS resigning, I want ye to understand that I resign outer this rotten kempany and TAKE HIM WITH ME! Ef all the gold yer lookin' for was piled up in that shaft from its bottom in hell to its top in the gulch, it ain't enough to keep me here away from him! Ye kin take all my share--all MY rights yer above ground and below it--all I carry,"--he threw his buckskin purse and revolver on the ground,--"and pay yourselves what you reckon you've lost through HIM.But you and me is quits from to- day."He strode away before a restraining voice or hand could reach him.His dripping figure seemed to melt into the rain beneath the thickening shadows of the pines, and the next moment he was gone.From that day forward Eureka Gulch knew him no more.And the camp itself somehow melted away during the rainy season, even as he had done.
