Simmons says there isn't a car in the state.

If we can't get cars, we'll drive to Red Rock." He took her face in his hands and patted her cheeks gently.
"Blackburn will probably bed the trail herd down on the Rabbit Ear.

I'm joining him there, and then I'm going to the capital in the morning." Mrs.Lawler was standing on the porch when he mounted Red King; she was still standing there when Lawler looked back after he had ridden half a mile.
Lawler found Blackburn and the herd on the Rabbit Ear, as he had anticipated.

The Rabbit Ear was an insignificant creek that intersected the Wolf at a distance of about fifteen miles from the Circle L; and the outfit had selected for a camp a section of plain that ran to the water's edge.

It was a spot that had been used before by the men of the outfit, and when Lawler rode up the men were stretched out in their blankets around a small fire.
Blackburn grinned wickedly when informed of Gary Warden's refusal to keep Lefingwell's agreement.
"Didn't I hit him right," he sneered.