A WOMAN LIES Lawler had said little to Sheriff Moreton on the ride to Willets.

Nor had he made any comment when, in the Circle L ranchhouse, in the presence of his mother, Moreton had shown him the statement signed by Della Wharton.

He had silently passed it back to Moreton; and had walked to Mrs.Lawler--telling her why the sheriff had come; smilingly taking leave of her while Moreton, sweating profusely, turned his back and pretended to be interested in a picture on the wall.
"I reckon there's somethin' about this case that ain't been brought out yet, Mrs.Lawler," said Moreton when he was about to depart with his prisoner.

"But things has a way of comin' out, an' I reckon we'll get Kane out of this before long." Outside, on their horses, Moreton rode close to Lawler.
"Kane, I reckon it's a damn lie about you killin' Link an' Givens the way that Wharton woman says you did--in that damned paper--just malicious, without them deservin' it ?" "Moreton, I told you my side of the story a couple of months ago.

It's the lady's word against mine." Moreton muttered much to himself during the ride.