"That's how we figger it."
"Then who's sheriff?"
"I reckon I'm it fer the time bein' seein' how I was first deputy."
"And I don't know of a man I'd rather see have the job," Jeb declared as he held out his hand.
"You said something," one of the man declared.
"They don't make 'em better'n Jake Grubb," another added.
The new sheriff seemed much embarrassed at those eulogies and muttered about the job being pushed on to him, then, turning to Jeb, he said:
"I reckon you know thar's a reward o' $2,000 fer the capture o' Red Hains."
"Sure, I know it," Jeb replied.
"Well, who gits it?"