"Where ye from, stranger?"
"Upper Cannon Ball."
"Eh—hah. How's the feed there this year?"
"Pretty good."
"Where ye aimin' at now, if it's a fair question?"
"Bob Reynolds' ranch."
"He's over on the head water of the South Fork, ain't he?"
"Yes."
"Well, it's a good piece yet. So long," they said in change of manner.