Egerton.
Jergens, is he
One of our men?
Harvey Anderson.
(Glancing up)
Chief of Police.
He is.
Jergens.
There's many of them that I never saw;
But he's got that, so I suppose he is.
(He searches the mountains with his glasses. The rest contemplate him in silence. In Anderson's eyes, as he watches them, there is a strange, glad light. Indeed throughout the Scene his manner is that of a man who is hiding a tremendous triumph)