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I'm the healthiest Ho puncher in this here State. You sabe Concho?" "Si! Zhack Corlees 'Juan, we say. Si! You of him?" "Yes, lady. I'm workin' for him. Lost me hoss." Anita and her mother exchanged glances. Sundown felt that his status as a vaquero was in question. Would he let the beautiful Anita know that he had been ignominiously "piled" by that pinto horse? Not he.
Chico Miguel would gladly furnish horse and saddle. Juan Corlees was of men the finest! Once upon a time, in fact, Chico Miguel had ridden range for the father of Señor Corlees, but that was in years long past, Ah, yes! Then there were no sheep in the country nothing but cattle and vaqueros. Would the caballero accept the loan of horse and saddle? The horse could be returned at his convenience.
Fernando straightened his wizened frame. "Si! As the Señorita says, I shall do. But first I go to look. Perhaps the patron shall not know that the vaquero Corlees was here this morning. It is that I ask the Señorita to say nothing to the patron until I look. Is it that you will do this?" "What can you do?" she asked. "It is yet to know. Adios, Señorita.
"He say nothing, the patron that we cross the sheep to the west of the river, Señorita?" "No. Not lately. I don't know why he should want to. The feed is good here." "I have this morning talk with the vaquero Corlees. He tell me that the South Fork is dry up." "John Corliss is not usually interested in our sheep," said the girl. "No. Of the sheep he knows nothing." And the old herder smiled.
"But many times he look out there," he added, pointing toward the Loring rancho. "He was afraid father would catch him talking to one of the herders," laughed the girl. "The vaquero Corlees he afraid of not even the bear, I think, Señorita." Eleanor Loring laughed.
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