He didn't even have a name. In his own words, he was a tramp. They called him "Kid," "Montana," "Mexico" or "Punch." But manacled in the sheriff's office he wanted to be called Montana, because "it's farther away right now."
The one thing Montana did have was a reputation. He said he was only crooked with crooks. The sheriff thinks different, but can't prove it. He lets Montana go, but it isn't long before a local cattle baron's long-lost son shows up to claim his inheritance--looking amazingly like Montana!
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