her name's abbie fenton. why? i'll see you. randall. abbie fenton comes from a nice family. old gabe gave 'em a lot of grief with his wild talk. if they're n let be, the town won't like it. ( laughs ) well, if i get in any trouble, i can always come to you for protection, sheriff. he's coming here. figured. i don't like it. is abbie in the house? yes. gregg, be careful. yes. well, uh, my name's randall. i wonder if i could talk to you for a minute. yes, of course. won't you come in? what can i do for you, mr. randall? well, i was hoping i might be able to get some information - from your daughter. - i'm sorry, she's in bed. she's, uh, not feeling well. perhaps i could help you. well, i'd like to talk to her about wilt henshaw. oh, that. well, he's been missing since thursday. his father said the boy left that night to go see someone. i thought perhaps that your daughter-- i'm sorry old gabe got you involved in this, mr. randall. oh, uh, whiskey? no, thank you. see, the old man suffers from delusions of grandeur. kept linking his son's name with my daughter's. (scoffs ) quite