"Where you headed!"
"Forsythe."
"Stranger in these parts, I reckon?"
"Yes, sir."
"On a herd?"
"Expect to be soon. Just finished a drive down in Texas."
"Cattle, of course?"
"Oh, yes."
"That's right. This sheep business has got to stop. I hear there's going to be something doing round these parts pretty lively," grinned the stranger.
"What do you mean?" asked the lad, peering sharply into the man's face.