The sheriff nodded shortly.
“What was all the shootin’ about over here?”
“Shootin’?” The sheriff was interested. “Did you hear it?”
“No. Al Curt came over to the Arrow to see if we knew what it was all about. They heard about fifty shots.”
The sheriff turned and squinted at Jack, who looked him square in the eyes.
“You heard ’em, didn’t yuh, Jack?” he asked.
“Did I?”
“Oh, ——!” snorted the sheriff. “That’s as far as I can get with him, Marsh.”
“Well, what’s it all about?” asked Marsh. “What do you know about it, Sudden?”
“I know this much—” he pointed at a saddle, lying on the ground near his pinto— “I loaned two horses and two saddles to two strangers last night. They came in on a cattle-train—or said they did—and the train went away and left ’em in Totem City.