Does that mean anything ?" Brennan did not answer at once, sitting silent, his brows wrinkled, staring through a crevasse of the rock up the stream.

Finally he grinned into the anxious face of the other.
"Danged if I know," he said drawlingly.

"Maybe it does, and maybe again it don't.

I was sorter puttin' this an' that tergether.

There's a Mex who used to hang about here a couple of years ago they allers said belonged to Mendez's gang.