Silverthorn an' the bunch has got a finger in the pie." That suspicion had also become a conviction to Sanderson.

And yet, in the person of the sheriff and his men, there was the law blocking his progress toward the money he needed for the irrigation project.
"Do you think one hundred and fifty heads will cover the suspected stock ?" he questioned.
"I'd put it at two hundred," returned the sheriff.
"All right, then," said Sanderson slowly; "take your men an' cut out the two hundred you think belong to Lester.

I'll stop on the way back an' have it out with you." The sheriff grinned.

"That'll be square enough," he agreed.

He turned to the men who had come with him.