"No, that's because it's your first journey. Wait until you have crossed the continent a dozen times, and you'll begin to wish you'd never seen it."
"It seems to me there is always something of interest," said the boy.
"Probably there is, if your eyesight is good, and you can see it. I'm getting along in years, and I can't see objects as well as I once could."
"I suppose you must have pretty good eyesight, haven't you?" asked Sutton, abruptly taking part in the conversation. Roy and the four men were all alone in one end of the car, the other passengers, with but few exceptions, having gotten off at various stations.
"Well, I reckon I don't need glasses to see the brand on a steer," replied Roy.
"That's so, and I guess you have to be pretty quick to distinguish the different branding marks, don't you?"
"You do when you're cutting out a bunch of cattle after a round-up. They keep moving around so it's hard to tell which are yours, and which belong to another ranch."
"What did I tell you?" asked Sutton in triumph of Hynard, who sat next to him.
"Well, you're right," admitted the other.
Roy looked a little surprised at this conversation. Mr. Baker explained.