An' you know what we've heerd of this an' all to the south.
It's all canyons, an' somewheres down there is thet awful canyon none of our people ever seen.

But we've heerd of it.

An awful cut-up country." He finished with a conviction that no one could say a word against the common sense of his argument.

Lin was silent, as if impressed.
Bill raised a strong, lean, brown hand in a forcible gesture.

"We can't ketch Wildfire!" That seemed to him, evidently, a more convincing argument than his comrade's.
"Bill is sure right, if I'm wrong, which I ain't," went on the other.
"Lin, we've trailed thet wild stallion for six weeks.