He did not even rise, but Glendin, his hand twitching close to the butt of his gun, moved step by step away from those keen eyes.
"Answer me!"
"Nash; he's been to Eldara."
"I might have known. He told you about this?"
"Yes."
"And you're going the full limit of your power against Bard?"
"I'll do nothin' that ain't been done by others before me."
"Glendin, there have been cowardly legal murders before. Tell me at least that you will not send a posse to 'apprehend' Bard until it's learned whether or not Ben will die—and whether or not Duffy will press the charge of horse stealing."
Glendin was at the door. He fumbled behind him, found the knob, and swung it open.
"If you double-cross me," said Drew, "all that I've ever done to any man before will be nothing to what I'll do to you, Glendin."