Two desert rats stood at the foot of the Espantosa Hills gazing north. The shabby, disreputable-looking pair - one old and grizzled, one young and disheveled - fit right into that setting. The old man had been prospecting for so long that he had become one with the raw, weather-beaten, rocky country. His young companion, on the other hand, had been a top ranch hand, and had turned to mining only in the hope of striking it rich in order to buy a spread of his own.
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