I was past your age when I learned most I know." The hunter's voice and his look, and that fascination which subtly hid in his presence, for the first time seemed to find the response of interest in young Belllounds.
"I can't stick, dad says, and he swears at me," replied Belllounds.

"But I'll bet I could learn from you." "Reckon you could.

Why can't you stick to anythin' ?" "I don't know.

I've been as enthusiastic over work as over riding mustangs.

To ride came natural, but in work, when I do it wrong, then I hate it." "Ahuh! That's too bad.