Morley--one of our men--got Owen soused last night, as per orders, and Owen spilled his knowledge of you all over the town.

It's pretty well known, now, that you are Deal Sanderson, from down Tombstone way.
"I don't know what your game was, but I think it's pretty well queered by now.

I suppose you had some idea of impersonating Bransford, hoping to get a slice of the property.

I don't blame you for trying.

It was up to us to see that you didn't get away with it.
"But we don't want to play hog.