You can see the buildings, though, from here." The stranger sprang up in quick interest.

"You can?
The Cross-Triangle Ranch ?" "Sure," the cowboy smiled and pointed into the distance.

"Those red spots over there are the roofs.

Jim Reid's place--the Pot-Hook-S--is just this side of the meadows, and a little to the south.

The old Acton homestead--where I was born--is in that bunch of cottonwoods, across the wash from the Cross-Triangle." But strive as he might the stranger's eyes could discern no sign of human habitation in those vast reaches that lay before him.
"If you are ever over that way, drop in," said Phil cordially.