‘I think you are very pretty,’ he said. ‘Yes, I think you are quite the nicest-looking girl I have ever seen.’
‘I wonder if the sheriff wasn’t right?’ laughed Nan.
‘Do you think I’m crazy to say such things?’
‘In my opinion—yes.’
‘Well, I’m not. Outside of a very sore head, I’m all right. I heard what the sheriff said about your brother, and it leads me to believe that it was your brother who shot that cowboy they brought to Cañonville.’
‘They say he shot Ben Leach,’ said Nan. ‘I don’t believe he did.’
‘No one saw the shooting?’
‘Not a soul.’
Rex rubbed his bandaged head thoughtfully.
‘What will they do if they catch him?’