"What did Dan tell you?"
"Enough," Barr grunted. "We had the truth from a babe's mouth."
"But—"
Dabb interrupted. "What made ye set your mind on the thought that a Whitney kil't Blazer?"
"Didn't you?"
"We do not pry into killin's," Barr said. "You erred when you did."
Another piece fitted into the puzzle. Evidently Dan had told whoever it was he had met that he and Jeff were out to avenge Johnny, and doubtless he'd said that Jeff was an officer. Jeff pondered Dabb's question and Barr's comment. It was possible, even probable, that only his killer knew who had shot Johnny. Whoever was guilty would be a fool if he was anything except close-mouthed about it.
"Leave us shoot him," Pete said nasally. "'Twill serve naught to do elsewise."
"I said we'd wait," Barr growled.
Jeff breathed a little easier. The Whitneys intended to shoot him, but not immediately and he wondered what they were waiting for and why. Perhaps, as Barr had mentioned, they were too close to Smithville, and in order to remain unseen, perhaps they would wait until night to take him out. Maybe there were other reasons, but evidently he had a little time. Jeff took a shot in the dark.