I just nodded. I wasn't about to engage in any small talk with these men. I decided I'd let Charley do the talking. After all, they were his former companions when they rode the coulees.
"Billy, these two here are Tom Makepeace and his brother Bob," Charley said, nodding at the two men who were sitting side by side. "And this feller with the eye patch is Chan Bellamy." I nodded as each man was introduced, and then Charley stood up and passed out three deputy U.S. marshal badges.
"What the hell, Charley?" said one of the brothers. "You turnin' us into great seizers now?"
"Nope… this jest makes it all legit."
"What exactly do you mean by 'it'?" said the man with the patch over his eye. He seemed to be the leader of the group.
"Arrestin' or makin' wolf meat outta them Bledsoes," Charley
