They went forward toward the common centre, with a slow ruminative movement, and the dust they raised went with them.
Little by little they grew plainer to us, and the home ranch, hitherto merely a brown shimmer in the distance, began to take on definition as the group of buildings, windmills, and corrals we knew.

Miniature horsemen could be seen galloping forward to the open white plain where the herd would be held.

Then the mesquite enveloped us; and we knew little more, save the anxiety lest we overlook laggards in the brush, until we came out on the edge of that same white plain.
Here were more cattle, thousands of them, and billows of dust, and a great bellowing, and slim, mounted figures riding and shouting ahead of the herd.

Soon they succeeded in turning the leaders back.

These threw into confusion those that followed.