"I'm ready."
Jack turned to the shepherd.
"Can you follow a trail?" he asked.
"I guess so, boss," was the reply.
"I don't want you to 'guess.' Say whether you can or not."
"Well, then, I can."
"Good enough!"
"There isn't an Indian that can beat me at tracking anything, whether it is man or beast."
"Start right away," said Jack, "and you shall have a hundred dollars if we come up with Vasquez before nightfall."
The shepherd looked carefully around, and soon found the trail, heading off like a bloodhound who had got the scent.