“So he knows too much, eh? How does he know anything? Who has talked?”
“None of the gang,” said Butch quickly. “We’re not the talkin’ kind. If anybody has talked, it’s yore own son. He drinks too much.”
“I don’t think he talked,” coldly. “He’s no fool.”
Butch shrugged his shoulders. He had ideas of his own regarding Alden Marsh.
“Do you think Collins was merely pumping Della?”
“I dunno. But I’ll bet he knows somethin’. Mebbe he was the one who slugged Terry over the head the night we had Blaze Nolan here. If he was, he might have heard somethin’. If he saw Della here, he’d know she was workin’ for you. If yuh ask me, I’d say it was a sucker trick to ever let her come back to Medicine Tree.”
“It wasn’t any sucker trick!” snapped Marsh hotly. “She came back of her own free will, damn her!”
“Tryin’ to nick yuh for some dinero, eh?” laughed Hank. “These wimmin shore do make life hard for yuh, Marsh.”
“Yeah, and she’ll nick yuh for it,” said Butch.
“I’ll be damned if she will!”