‘I guess I did.’
‘Mind tellin’ me what happened?’
Rex told him all he knew about it, and the sheriff questioned him closely. And then Nan told him about her father finding the two 6X6 cowboys fighting near the stable.
‘This morning we found two six-shooters and a bottle of whiskey near the stable,’ she added. ‘One gun had been fired once.’
‘Funny business,’ mused the sheriff.
‘Nothing funny about it,’ retorted Nan. ‘They’re trying to find Walter. I believe that these two men were watching for him to come back, and accidentally came together, both thinking the other to be my brother. And one of the outfit stayed here, still watching, and when this man came, he knocked him down. That’s the only explanation I can see.’
‘Looks thataway,’ agreed Lem. ‘They’re a hard outfit.’
He turned to Rex. ‘What’s yore name?’
‘Rex Morgan.’
‘Yea-a-ah?’ Lem rubbed his chin wonderingly. ‘Morgan, eh? Any relation to the Morgans around here?’