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"Get it into your systems, boys, that we've got to ride away around the Flying U. We ought to be able to build that fence, all right, without help from anybody. Till we do we've got to hang and rattle, and keep that nester stock from getting past us. I'll stand guard till midnight."
"I can't turn nester, an' even if I did, she couldn't live out in no mud-roof shack in the bottom of some coulee! Still, she There I go again, over the same old trail. This here little girl has sure gone to my head like a couple of jolts of hundred-proof on an empty stummick.
"Yes, I'm givin' the boys a job, but I haven't bought 'em body an' soul, Warren." The eyes of the nester were a barometer of his temper. "That's my beef, Webb." "It never was yours an' it never will be." "Raw work, Webb. I'll not stand for it." "Don't overplay yore hand," cautioned the owner of the trail herd. Clanton had ridden up and was talking to the cook.
The fiddle was won by a nester from over in Surprise Valley, who had always believed he could play one if he only had a fair chance. "So this good deed was now completed, there being no music, and twelve dollars in the Pickens home that night. And Mrs.
"Gather up the other end of the rope, loop it, and tie his feet together," the nester ordered, getting his sentence out in fragmentary jerks. Phil did so, deftly and expertly, after which, in spite of renewed struggles, they tied the hands of their prisoner behind his back. "Looks like a cyclone had hit the room," said the boy, glancing at the debris. Larrabie laughed.
He had expected a burst of anger from the new owner when he should discover that the value of his property was impaired by the presence of a nester near it, but the new owner apparently harbored no resentment over this unforeseen obstacle. "I'm admitting," said Duncan, "that Doubler being there is bad business. But how are you going to prevent him staying there?"
But he broke in after a time, gruffly: "What's the trouble between Dale and the Nylands?" Instantly she stiffened. "I forgot to tell you about that. Ben Nyland is a nester. He has a quarter-section of land on the northwestern edge of the basin. But he hasn't proved on it. The land adjoins Dale's. Dale wants it he has always wanted it. And he means to have it. He also wants Peggy Nyland.
He had not bothered Doubler since that time, though there had lingered in his heart a desire for revenge. It had appeared to him that his men suspected his motives and deliberately avoided the nester.
We don't like to leave behind us the pleasures and sports of boyhood; but we grow up, nevertheless. I'm far more loyal to the State as Forest Supervisor than I was when I was riding with the cattle-men to scare up the nester." He uttered all this quite calmly, but his ease of manner, his absolute disregard of consequences, joined with his wealth and culture, gave his words great weight and power.
They parted with a casual "So-long; see you later." Curly was striking for the headwaters of Dead Cow Creek, where Soapy Stone had a horse ranch. He put up that night at the place of a nester in the foothills. His host looked at him curiously when he mentioned his destination, but he did not say anything. It was none of his business how many young fellows rode to Soapy's ranch.
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