And," he smiled down at Whittaker misleadingly, "you ought to keep an eye on those herders, or they might let you in for another grass bill.

The Flying U has got quite a lot of range, right around here, you recollect.
And we've got plenty of cattle to eat it.

We don't need any help to keep the grass down so we can ride through it." "Now, look here," began the lank man with that sort of persuasiveness which can turn instantly into bluster, "all this is pure foolishness, you know.

We're here to stay.

We've bought this place, and some other land to go with it, and we expect to stay right here and make a living.
It happens that we expect to make a living off of sheep.