Peterson turned to shout at some laborers, then he pushed back his hat and scratched his head.
"I don't know but what you'd ought to 'a' told Charlie right off. That man
Grady don't mean us no good."
"I know it, but I wasn't just sure."
"Well, I'll tell you—"
Before Peterson could finish, Max broke in:—
"That's him."
"Where?"
"That fellow over there, walking along slow. He's the one that was with
Grady."
"I'd like to know what he thinks he's doing here." Peterson started forward, adding, "I guess I know what to say to him."
"Hold on, Pete," said Max, catching his arm. "Maybe we'd better speak to Mr. Bannon. I'll go down and tell him, and you keep an eye on this fellow."