It looked to him like the property of a rich rancher who held to the old and proven customs of his generation.

The corrals were new, but their style was old.

Wade reflected that it would be hard for rustlers or horse-thieves to steal out of those corrals.

A long lane led from the pasture-land, following the brook that ran through the corrals and by the back door of the rambling, comfortable-looking cabin.

A cowboy was leading horses across a wide square between the main ranch-house and a cluster of cabins and sheds.