Nobody understood the reason, though a good many suspected, but one man fell onto the reason: our friend was simply running in a few doggies on the side, and he'd arranged a very ingenious way of changing the brands." "Pierre--" "Well ?" "What does 'ingenious' mean ?" "Why, I should say it means 'skillful, clever,' and it carries with it the connotation of 'novel.'" "It carries the con-conno--what's that word, Pierre ?" "I'm going to get some books for you, Jack, and we'll do a bit of reading on the side, shall we ?" "I'd love that!" He turned and looked up to her sharply.
He said: "Sometimes, Jack, you talk just like a girl." "Do I?
That's queer, isn't it?
But go on with the story." "He changed the brands very skillfully, and no one got the dope on him except this one man I mentioned; and that man kept his face shut.
He waited.
"So it went on for a good many years.

The herd of our friend grew very rapidly.

He sold just enough cattle to keep himself and his wife alive; he was bent on making one big haul, you see.

So when his doggies got to the right age and condition for the market, he'd trade them off, one fat doggie for two or three skinny yearlings.

But finally he had a really big herd together, and shipped it off to the market on a year when the price was sky-high." "Like this year ?" "Don't interrupt me, Jack!" From the shadow behind him she smiled again.
"They went at a corking price, and our friend cleared up a good many thousand--I won't say just how much.