This satisfied him, and together they rode through the back street and to the rear entrance of the gambling-house.  Here they dismounted and left their horses, Sanchia going before him.

‘We’ll go in the back way,’ she told him, ’as I do not care to come to such places, and if I must come, I’d rather it wasn’t known.  Tongues are so eager to wag when one is a woman deprived of a protector.  The men from the court-house sometimes come here for their meals.’

She showed him the way under a long grape-vine arbour and to a door which she opened.  There was a dark, cool hall and another door opening upon a small room in which they could see a man sitting at a table with a cup of coffee and some sandwiches before him.

‘I don’t know Mr. Bates personally,’ whispered Sanchia.  ’But he knows who I am and will do quite as well as Mr. Harkness.’

‘You are Mr. Bates, aren’t you?’ she asked from the doorway.  ’Mr. Harkness’s assistant?’

The man at the table nodded.

’Yes.  Come in.  You are Mrs. Murray?  I have heard Harkness mention you.  If there is anything I can do for you?’ His eye travelled slowly to Longstreet.

The man was not a pleasant type, thought Longstreet.  He was swarthy and squat and had an eye that slunk away from his visitors’.  But it appeared that he was kindly and eager to accommodate.  He got up and closed the door, and once, after they had begun talking, went on tiptoe to open it again and peered out into the hall as though he suspected that some one was listening.  He seemed a broad-minded chap, waving technicalities aside, assuring Longstreet that what he wanted done was quite the simplest thing in the world.  No, it was not necessary for him to come in person to the office; Bates himself was authorized to make the necessary entries and draw up the papers.  Oh, yes; he knew all about Dry Gulch.  But he did not seem in the least excited about the discovery; in fact, at the end of the conversation, he said dryly that he feared that the mine would not pan out.  Other men had thought before now that they had found gold in the Last Ridge country, and their findings had never amounted to anything.

‘I’ll mail the papers to you at Big Run,’ he said, rising at the end of the interview.  ’There will be a small fee which you may pay at your convenience.’

The three went out together.  Bates waved a genial good-bye and strode off toward the court-house.  Suddenly Sanchia appeared restless, almost feverish to be gone.

‘I must hurry back to the milliner’s,’ she said.  ‘Good-bye.’

Longstreet, abruptly deserted by his two companions, mounted to return to the hotel.  But Sanchia suddenly came back to him.

‘I’d rather you didn’t say anything about my helping you,’ she said hurriedly.  ’I don’t like the idea of coming to a place like the Montezuma, even upon a business matter of urgency like yours.  Mr. Howard has such old-fashioned ideas, too, and he might misunderstand.  And even Helen——­ You won’t mention me at all, will you?’