"So you're Wentworth," he remarked casually, as he swung the light pack from his shoulders.
"Captain Wentworth."
"Oh," Downey accorded him a slanting glance, and entered into conversation with Murchison.
"You knew my name, do you want to see me?" Wentworth interrupted after a wait of several minutes.
"No, not in particular. Only if I was you I'd beware of a dark-haired man, as the fortune-tellers say."
"What do you mean?"
"I met Alex Thumb a piece back on the trail."
"Well, what of it? What has that got to do with me?"
"I don't know. He mentioned your name, that's all. An' I just kind of surmised from the way he done it that you an' him didn't part the best of friends."
"I hired him for a guide, and he undertook to give me my orders on the trail. But I soon showed him where he stood."