\"Whathaveyougotagainsthim？\"inquiredDuane，ashesatdownbesideEuchre。Heaskedmoreforsomethingtosaythanfromrealinterest。Whatdidhecareaboutamean，haunted，craven—
facedcriminal？
\"Wal，mebbeI’mcross—grained，\"repliedEuchre，apologetically。
\"Shoreanoutlawan’rustlersuchasmecan’tbetouchy。ButI
neverstolenothin’butcattlefromsomerancherwhonevermissed’emanyway。ThetsneakBenson——hewasthemeansofputtin’alittlegirlinBland’sway。\"