By the same luck, have you a Swede here called Nels Swanson ?" Hicks shook his head in uncertainty.
"There 's a Swede here, all right, who belongs ter the 'Independence' gang.

I don 't know his name." "It's Swanson," put in Farnham, cheerfully.

"Those are the two birds you 're after, sheriff." The latter official, as though fascinated by what he read there, never ventured to remove his watchfulness from the face of the engineer, yet he smiled grimly.
"Then I 'll have to trouble you to trot out the Swede, Hicks," he said, a distinct command in his voice.

"After he 's here we 'll get down to business." It was fully five minutes before the fellow arrived, his movements slow and reluctant.

From his language, expressing his feelings freely to Mike and Brown, who were engaged in urging him forward, it was evident he experienced no ambition to appear in the limelight.