The claim is filed--I don't know what more we can do right away.

Do you ?" "Sure thing," grinned Bud.

"We can get outa here and go some place where it's green." "Yeah." Cash meditated, absently eyeing the burros.

"Where it's green." He looked at the near hills, and at the desert, and at the dreary march of the starved animals.

"It's a long way to green country," he said.
They looked at the burros.
"They're tough little devils," Bud observed hopefully.