"He's good enough for you not to want another hoss." "Lin, you're goin' to wear out Wildfire, an' then trap him somehow--is thet the plan ?" asked the other comrade.
"I haven't any plan.

I'll just trail him, like a cougar trails a deer." "Lin, if Wildfire gives you the slip he'll have to fly.

You've got the best eyes for tracks of any wrangler in Utah." Slone accepted the compliment with a fleeting, doubtful smile on his dark face.

He did not reply, and no more was said by his comrades.

They rolled with backs to the fire.