Yuma looked across the space between the horses. "What in hell's yore part in things around here?"
"Why?"
"First yuh ride here like one of the killers. I figger you've murdered Gimlet, yuh knock hell outen me. Then, yuh lock them skunks in the cellar!"
The Lone Ranger liked the outspoken manner of the man.
"I reckon, from what I heard, you ain't the gent that finished Gimlet."
"No."
"Yer huntin' the leader o' them outlaws. Ain't that so?"
The masked man said, "Stop here for a minute."
Yuma reined up.
"Take a look over there," the Lone Ranger said.