"Baumberger's going to steal that ranch according to law, you
see," Miss Georgie stated with conviction. "They've got to pan out
a sample of gold to prove there's pay dirt there, before they can
file their claims. And they've got to do their filing in Shoshone.
I suppose their notices are up O.K. I wonder, now, how they intend
to manage that? I believe," she mused, "they'll have to go in
person—I don't believe Baumberger can do that all himself legally.
I've got some of daddy's law-books over in my trunk, and maybe I
can look it up and make sure. But I know they haven't filed their
claims yet. They've GOT to take possession first, and they've got
to show a sample of ore, or dust, it would be in this case. The
best thing to do—" She drew her eyebrows together, and she pinched
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