He knows some one is after him in politics, but he don't know some one is after him at home.

So the big Swede has got to be smart enough to get the evidence against him for killing." "Well, I wish yuh luck, Swan, but I can't say you're going at it right.
Al won't talk, I tell yuh." Swan did not believe that.

He waited another hour and made a mental inventory of everything in camp while he waited.

Then, chiefly because Lone's impatience finally influenced him, he set out to see where Al had gone.
According to Jack, Al had gone to the corral.

From there they put Jack on the freshest hoofprints leaving the place, and were led here and there in an apparently aimless journey to nowhere until, after Jack had been at fault in another rock patch, the trail took them straight away to the ridge overlooking the Quirt ranch.