And by rights we'd oughta _stip_-ilate that all hosses must be broke to lead.

It ain't right--them a gentlin' down everything that goes to army buyers, and us, here, havin' to take what we can git.

It ain't right!" "The kid, he'll maybe help us out on that there.

I wisht Sudden'd take a notion to turn 'em all over to this-here sky-ridin' fool--" And the "sky-ridin' fool," at that moment carefully reading his order over the third time, honestly believed that he was watching over the interests of the Rolling R, and was respected and would presently be envied by all who heard his name.

I wish he could have heard those night-riders talking about him, jeering even at the Rolling R for trusting him to guard their property.