Throw the saddles on Bone and Rusty, and we'll hit the trail.

I know a man who'll take care of you." He whistled a signal and one of the herders came in: "Send Pablo here," he said.

"Now, roll up any little trinkets that you want to take with you," he said a few minutes later as they were saddling the two bronchos.

"You can't afford to stay here and face this thing; I had no business to set you on the wrong side.

I knew better all the time, but I liked you, and----" The herder came in.