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“No, I don’t know nothin’ ’bout that.”

“Then what do you want here?”

“To tell you to git out! You ain’t got no business here. Pack up an’ mush out o’ this, an’ if you don’t do it fast enough I’ve got boys that’ll help you along.”

Jim-Sam were getting nervous, but they were obeying orders. Tom Gray stepped forward and asked the reason for the stranger’s demand.

“These heah is grazin’ grounds fer stock, and the man that owns them don’t ’low no others on his land. Yer stock is eatin’ up the grass that belongs to his cattle, so you’ll have to hike out of this heah valley, and do it quick.”

“Stranger! Who is this feller that owns this range?” drawled Sam.

“Hornby! Malcolm Hornby of the ‘Double Q’ ranch,” was the prompt reply.

“Stranger, I ain’t particular ’bout stirrin’ up trouble, bein’ an old man and a little rheumatic in the joints, an’ ’specially in the trigger finger, but what would ye say if I said ye was a liar?” asked Sam half humorously, though the expression in his eyes was not in harmony with his tone.