Was not that his job, to go out and bring the man to Drew's place?
Here he was already on the way.

He remembered just in time that the manner of bringing was decidedly qualified.
He said aloud: "The way?
Sure; I work on Drew's place." "Really!" "Yep; foreman." "You don't happen to be going back that way to-night ?" "Not all the way; part of it." "Mind if I went along ?" "Nobody to keep you from it," said the cowpuncher without enthusiasm.
"By the way, what sort of a man is Drew ?" "Don't you know him ?" "No.

The reason I want to see him is because I want to get the right to do some--er--fishing and hunting on a place of his on the other side of the range." "The place with the old house on it; the place Logan is ?" "Exactly.

Also I wish to see Logan again.

I've got several little things I'd like to have him explain." "H-m!" grunted Nash without apparent interest.
"And Drew ?" "He's a big feller; big and grey." "Ah-h-h," said the other, and drew in his breath, as though he were drinking.
It seemed to Nash that he had never seen such an unpleasant smile.
"You'll get what you want out of Drew.