"Talk, if you must--mebbe it'll keep you from explodin'.

But if there's any more meddlin' with my affairs--by you--I'm comin' for you again.

An' the next time it'll be to make you pay for my men!" He slipped behind the bank building and was gone.

A little later, still standing where Sanderson had left him, he saw the Double A man riding swiftly across country toward the neck of the basin.
Maison went slowly upstairs, lighted a lamp, and looked at his reflection in a glass.

He sighed, blew out the light, got into bed and stretched out in relief, feeling that he had got out of the affair cheaply enough, considering all things.
And remembering what Sanderson had told him about returning, he determined that if Judge Graney said nothing of the occurrence he would never mention it.