The stragglers were restless; the more compactly massed steers were browsing.

Jane brought the glass back to the big sentinels of the herd, and she saw them trot with quick steps, stop short and toss wide horns, look everywhere, and then trot in another direction.
"Judkins hasn't been able to get his boys together yet," said Jane.

"But he'll be there soon.

I hope not too late.

Lassiter, what's frightening those big leaders ?" "Nothin' jest on the minute," replied Lassiter.