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Updated: June 1, 2025
All of the buildings, with the exception of the ranchhouse, which was constructed of logs, with a gable roof and plastered interstices were built of adobe, low, squat structures with flat roofs. Hollis inspected them all and was not quite convinced that they had reached the stage of dilapidation suggested by Judge Graney.
After taking leave of Nellie Hollis rode slowly down the street to the Kicker office. He looked in through the window and seeing that Potter had not yet arrived, continued down to the court house. He talked for a few minutes with Judge Graney. Nothing new had developed. Ben Allen had gone to visit several small ranchers the day before and had not returned. Hollis returned to the Kicker office.
Judge Graney loomed somberly over the table. "I suppose it must have been you?" he said gravely. Hollis nodded. "I may as well confess," he said. "I saw a man giving a young lady a mighty bad moment and I slugged him. Another man called me a vile name and I slugged him, too. That was all." The judge sat down again, his face slightly pale.
He left Lefingwell, not trusting himself to argue the question of the man's attitude, and went down to the station, where he found a telegram awaiting him. It was from Judge Graney: Coming home. Case sent back to Circuit Court for hearing. Depend on you to get evidence. Trevison crumpled the paper and shoved it savagely into a pocket.
She hated him, and he had done this thing to her, but she did not want the stigma of another killing on her brother's name. "Look here, Dale!" she said. "You'd better get out of here and out of the country! Okar is all stirred up over what you have done. Sheriff Warde was in Okar and had a talk with Judge Graney. Warde knows who killed those men at Devil's Hole, and he is going to hang them.
Among these the following items were of the greatest interest: Steps are being taken by the government toward the erection of a fence around the court house grounds. Judge Graney is contemplating a lawn and flowers. When these improvements are completed there will be no comparison between our court house and the dilapidated hovel which disgraces the county seat of Colfax.
The room was empty, except for a court attache, who was industriously writing at a little desk in the rear of the room. The Maison case was in the judge's mental vision, and he was wondering why the banker had not complained, when the sheriff of Colfax entered. Graney smiled a welcome at him. "You don't get over this way very often, Warde, but when you do, I'm glad to see you.
"I was in the Fashion an' I heard him an' Yuma talkin' about you. Ten Spot is comin' here at six o'clock!" Hollis turned slowly in his chair and faced the boy. His cheeks whitened a little. Judge Graney had been right. Hollis had rather expected at some time or other he would have to have it out with Yuma, but he had expected he would have to deal with Yuma himself. He smiled a little grimly.
There was about him an atmosphere of straightforwardness that was unmistakable and convincing. It was because he was honest that a certain governor had sent him to Okar. And Graney had vindicated the governor's faith in him.
In the first flashing glance which Hollis had taken at him he had been aware that here was a person of more than ordinary mental ability and refinement. It was with a pang of pity that he remembered Judge Graney's words to the effect that he was a good workman "when sober." Hollis felt genuinely sorry for him. "I have had a talk with Judge Graney," volunteered Potter.
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