I've got it almost worked out.

Just as soon as these blamed robbers are moved to Boggs City, er buried, I'm goin' over an' git the truth out of Mr.Barnes.

I've been huntin' him fer twenty-one years." Anderson, of course, was forgetting that Barnes had slipped from his mind completely until Bonner nudged his memory into life.
"It's a delicate matter, Mr.Crow.We must go about it carefully," said Bonner severely.

"If Mr.Barnes is really interested in her, we can't find it out by blundering; if he is not interested, we can't afford to drag him into it.

It will require tact--" "Thunderation, don't you suppose I know that ?" exploded Anderson.
"Detectives are allers tackin'.