Shecol followed after, and in a few minutes they were both safely seated on the branch of a large live-oak tree near the corral.
“I do hope we can find our calf again,” said Yappa. “You know Don Secundini said when he gave it to us last year that we could not keep it unless we could tell it when we saw it this year.”
“Oh, I think we shall know it,” answered Shecol. “Remember the white spots on its forehead and on its left hip.”
Soon a number of men came riding out toward the corrals. The servants rode off to help drive the cattle, while Don Secundini, Don Francisco, Señor Soto, Señor Sanchez, and Señor Martinez halted their horses just under the tree where Shecol and Yappa were sitting.
“We shall have a fine place to see from,” said Shecol.
The men below them looked up when they heard a voice above. Don Secundini laughed. Then he said, “Don’t fall down, little ones. These cattle aren’t used to children, and they might hurt you.”
“We’re going to look for our calf,” said Shecol.
In a few minutes Yappa said, “There they come!”
Shecol peeped out from among the leaves and saw Oshda and Pantu driving a little bunch of cattle toward them.
As the bunch came nearer, Don Francisco said, “There are two of my cattle. I see my brand on the hip.”