"I figure that what I know wouldn't be no good to you." The sheriff snorted.

"You been letting me waste all this time on you ?" he asked Bull.

"Why didn't you tell me that in the first place ?" Bull scratched his head in perplexity.

But as he raised the great arm and put his hand behind his head, the sheriff winced back a little.
"I'm sorry," said Bull.
The sheriff dismissed him with a grunt of disgust, and strode off.
Bull started out to find information.

This idea was growing slowly in his mind.