your labors in that line?"

"First of all, I sized you up as a mighty stubborn little bit of
humanity."

"Oh! thank you, sir. Really, I am disposed to accept that as a
compliment; for you see, a man of my profession could never succeed
unless he had mastered his inclination for an easy life, and had become
a stoic. And what else did you happen to decide after this wonderful fit
of thinking, may I ask, sir?"

"This: I made up my mind that once you declined to produce that
document, to secure which I have come a great distance, and undergone
considerable fatigue, that no threat of bodily harm would induce you to
alter your decision!"

"It is really very interesting to hear you say this, sir," remarked the
one who had lived in that lofty cave for many months, poring over the
queer things that he unearthed from time to time in the ruins of the
cliff dwellers' homes. "And after reaching such a conclusion as that,
how comes it you persisted in trying to carry out your original
intention?"

"Because I had another arrow in my quiver, Professor!" remarked Eugene,
in a penetrating voice, that had a ring of anticipated triumph in it.

"H'm! torture, perhaps?" suggested the other; "but my dear sir, nothing
of that nature could make me open my lips. I would die rather than
submit to your proposals."

"But wait a bit, my old friend," chuckled Eugene; "there are two kinds
of torture, that of the body, and of the mind!"

"I suppose you are right, sir," the little scientist remarked; "but
honestly, now, I fail to understand the drift of your remarks."

"Then it shall be my pleasure to enlighten you, Professor," Eugene
continued. "Pay attention to me now, and you will quickly have the
cataract removed from your eyes. Is there anything in the world that you
value above that document which you know by this time has suddenly
increased in value many times over?"

"I can think of but one thing--my daughter Janice!" replied the other,
quickly. "And she is far beyond your reach in the East."

"Ah yes, quite true, Professor," the schemer went on; "more's the pity.
But I think you make a mistake when you say that your daughter is the
only thing on earth you value above the million that has suddenly
dropped at your feet. How about this, Professor?"

He evidently held something up, for the other immediately uttered a
startled cry.

"The manuscript of my forthcoming book on the mysteries of the cliff
dwellers of the Grand Canyon! Th