"You were looking for him?"
"Yes."
"Why?"
"Him and me have had a fallin' out, and he cussed me. He threatened to shoot me, too."
"What was the matter?"
"Oh, he didn't like the way I done my work. It's true; ask him. I swore I'd fix him."
"Well, what brought you here to my cabin to shoot the foreman?"
"I thought I saw him coming this way."
Frank pressed his lips together and looked the man over. Somehow he believed the ruffian was lying, in spite of all these protests.