The strange, somber shade was still on his face, but it brightened somewhat at sight of her.

Lucy greeted him as always.
"Farlane tells me you handled the King great--better 'n Van has worked him lately," said Bostil.

"But don't tell him I told you." That was sweet praise from Farlane.

"Oh, Dad, it could hardly be true," expostulated Lucy.

"Both you and Farlane are a little sore at Van now." "I'm a lot sore," replied Bostil, gruffly.
"Anyway, how did Farlane know how I handled Sage King ?" queried Lucy.
"Wal, every hair on a hoss talks to Farlane, so Holley says....