"I saw the Wolf to-night," Anderson said slowly. "You killed him?" the big man asked eagerly. Anderson shook his head. The Toad's swarthy face flushed, his eyes bulged more prominently than ever, and his features contorted with furious rage. "You saw the Wolf--the man who killed our father--and he _lives_?" Anderson's soft brown eyes became coldly contemptuous. Here lay the reason for Anderson's dominance over his brother. He never lost his temper and he possessed a cold, calculating ruthlessness. He never made a move unless he had thought out the consequences in advance. The Toad was given to quick rages in which he acted without thought. "Stop glaring at me! You are like Pete! If he had not lost his temper we would not be in this mess now. He had to go savage and kill a man instead of waiting and having him killed outside." With an effort the Toad recovered his composure and dropped into a chair. "Let me tell you, brother mine, you also have seen the Wolf many times," Anderson said. The Toad shook his heavy head and growled a denial. "Jim Anson is the Wolf!" Francisco Garcia stared in unbelief. The color drained from his face. "_Dios!_" he muttered. "Then it was he who was in the barn that night?" Anderson nodded and related the events of that evening. "He knows or suspects a lot, but he has no proof, or the sheriff would have acted. We have got to get Allen and get him quick," Anderson added. "How?" "That girl--Snippets McPherson, the judge's niece. She's in love with him, and he with her. She knows where he has been holing out for the last few days. Get her and make her tell. If she won't we'll get him when he trails her. That will be the Yuma Kid's job," Anderson said rapidly. The Toad closed his eyes, and thought for a moment. "We'll do it to-night," he said. He leaned forward and lowered his voice as he explained his plan. When the Toad had finished, Anderson nodded. "That should work. Have the Yuma Kid and Baldy cover them. And you had better start having the others cleaned up. Sam Hogg and the judge must be 'accidents.' The others, any way you can get them. Good night, my brother, I am off." Anderson slipped out the rear door and left the Toad brooding. Ten minutes later he arose and pressed the buzzer. * * * * * Sam Hogg had been reporting the result of his trailing. The sheriff stared through the window at the bright lights of the Red Queen Saloon. Suddenly he fell flat on the floor as a windowpane splintered and a bullet thudded into the inner wall. He leaped to his feet and yanked the shade down. "That was a fool thing to do, and he warned me to watch out," the sheriff said ruefully as he eyed the bullet hole in the wall. "Ain't no good chasin' that fellow; he's a mile away by this time," Sam Hogg advised. "Who tole yuh to watch out?" "Jim Allen." "When did yuh see him?" the cattleman asked in surprise. "Yuh seen him afore or since to-night?"