The man he wants is I; but he knows my face, not my name.

He's been on the trail of that face for some time, and now he's tracking it to the right house; but when he sees you and hears you called Drew, he'll be thrown off again." The other nodded gloomily.
"I'm by way of a lightning rod.

This tenderfoot with the hard hand, he strikes and I sort of conduct the shock away from anything that'll burn, eh ?" Drew overlooked the comment.
"There are certain things about me you will have to know." And he explained carefully the story which Nash had told to Bard.
"This Bard," asked the cautious Lawlor, "is he any relation of old John Bard ?" "Even if he were, it wouldn't make your position dangerous.

The man he wants is I.He knows my face--not my name.

Until he sees me he'll be perfectly reasonable, unless he's crossed.