15/17 And yet he longed, apparently, for some sort of human companionship, but still he argued with his friend and asked him not to hurry away. He passed out at the rail bars which fenced off the front yard from the willow-covered banks of a creek which ran nearby. A half-dozen head of mixed cattle followed him up to the gate, seeking a wider world. A mule thrust out his long head from a window of the log stable where it was imprisoned, and brayed at him anxiously, also seeking outlet. The wisp of grass which hung now from the corner of his mouth seemed to suit him for the time. |