And Mr.Rodaine says that he saw his face.

That seems conclusive." "If Mr.Rodaine's word counts for anything." The sheriff looked at him sharply.
"Evidently you have n't been around here long." Then he turned to the crowd.

"I want a couple of good men to go along with me as deputies." "I have a right to go." Fairchild had stepped forward.
"Certainly.

But not as a deputy.

Who wants to volunteer ?" Half a dozen men came forward, and from them the sheriff chose two.
Fairchild turned to say good-by to Anita.