"But that description would fit half the members of the gang," Royce smiled.
"I know it but it's the best I can do. You see, he hasn't any outstanding characteristcs which make him easy to describe. I reckon we'll have to wait till you see him."
The opportunity came about a half hour later when the man came into the room with Jeb.
"You've met Bob here," Jeb said. "And this is Royce. He's got nicked a few days ago in a rumpus we had with the Hains gang."
Bob watched the man closely as he stepped forward and held out his hand to Royce.
"Glad ter meet yer, son," he said.
"Thanks. I'm glad to know any friend of Mr. Stebbins," Royce said easily.
Bob could see that he was scanning the man's face closely but, to his surprise, there was no look of recognition in his eyes. Jeb and Varney soon went out and the two were alone again.
"Well?" Bob asked.
"Nothing doing. Never saw the man before."