"Now for the men." "Say, I want to tell you something," the Sheriff began dubiously.

"These two are real thugs.

They ain't going to take it lying down." "Where are they ?" Quest demanded.
"In the worst saloon here," the Sheriff replied.

"They've been there pretty well all night, drinking, and they're there again this morning, hard at it.

They've both got firearms, and though I ain't exactly a nervous man, Mr.Quest--" "You leave it to me," Quest interrupted.