What was it you was goin' ter advise, Mr.Winston ?" The engineer set down his tin coffee cup.
"The immediate despatching of a messenger to San Juan, the swearing out of a warrant for Farnham on a criminal charge, and getting the sheriff up here with a posse." Hicks smiled grimly, his glance wandering over toward Stutter, who sat staring open-eyed at the engineer.
"Ye're a young man, sir, an' I rather reckon yer don't precisely onderstan' ther exact status o' things out yere in Echo Canyon," he admitted, gravely.

"I'm law-abidin', an' all that; law's all right in its place, an' whar it kin be enforced, but Echo Canyon ain't Denver, an' out yere ther rifle, an' occasionally a chunk o' dynamite, hes got ter be considered afore ther courts git any chance ter look over ther evidence.

It's ginerally lead first, an' lawyers later.

Thet 's what makes the game interestin', an' gives sich chaps as Farnham a run fer their money.

Well, just now we 've got the law an' ther evidence with us all right, but, damn ther luck, them other fellers hes got the rifles.