At the rear things were on even a more spacious scale than at the front.

There were great stables, where a dozen grooms and boys held forth, rows of vine-clad servants' cottages, an endless and orderly array of outhouses, long grape arbors, green pastures, orchards, and berry patches.

Then there was the pumping plant for the artesian well, and the big cement tank where Judge Miller's boys took their morning plunge and kept cool in the hot afternoon.
And over this great demesne Buck ruled.

Here he was born, and here he had lived the four years of his life.

It was true, there were other dogs, There could not but be other dogs on so vast a place, but they did not count.