No lambs, either, this spring, except dead ones.

I thought I could hang on till my luck changed, but losing a hundred head two weeks ago was the last straw.

I'm done now." "What happened, Stevenson ?" "One of Menocal's herders mixed his flock with my six hundred, did it deliberately, I'm convinced; there were three thousand head of his.
Billy was tending ours--and Billy is only fourteen, you know.

I had come down here for some supplies and when I returned, I found him crying.

The Mexican had separated the sheep and we were a hundred short, gone with his, and he would pay no attention to Billy, swearing he had only his own band.