He wondered if Park had heard her whisper, that day, and knew how he had failed to obey her commands; and if he had heard her call him a coward.

He had often wondered that, but Park had a way of keeping things to himself, and Thurston could never quite bring himself to open the subject boldly.

At any rate, if Park had heard, he hoped that he understood how it was and did not secretly despise him for it.

Women, he told himself bitterly, are never quite just.
After the four o'clock supper he and Bob MacGregor went up the valley to relieve the men on herd.

There was one nice thing about Park as a foreman: he tried to pair off his crew according to their congeniality.
That was why Thurston usually stood guard with Bob, whom he liked better than any of the others-always excepting Park himself.
"I brought my gun along," Bob told him apologetically when they were left to themselves.