They left the horses standing, bridles down.

Then Lassiter, carrying the field-glasses began to lead the way up the slow rise of ground.

Upon nearing the summit he halted her with a gesture.
"I reckon we'd see more if we didn't show ourselves against the sky," he said.

"I was here less than an hour ago.

Then the herd was seven or eight miles south, an' if they ain't bolted yet--" "Lassiter!...