What I have done or said has no bearing on the matter at all.

The railroad company will not provide cars in which to ship our stock East, and I am here to ask you to do something about it." Hatfield appeared to meditate.
"Warden offered to buy your cattle, you say ?" Lawler nodded.

But he had not mentioned to Hatfield that Warden had offered to buy the cattle--Hatfield had either surmised that, or had received information through other sources.

Lawler suspected that the railroad commissioner had been informed through the various mediums at his command, and this was evidence of collusion.
"And Simmons says there are no cars," mused Hatfield.

"Well, that seems to leave you shippers in a bad predicament, doesn't it?
Can't you drive to some other point--where you can arrange to get cars ?" "Five hundred miles, to Red Rock, over the Tom Long trail--the worst trail in the country." "What price could you get at Red Rock ?" "The market price--about thirty dollars." "And what did Warden offer ?" "Twenty-five." "H'm.