CHAPTER XXXII
MORNING
"Something's goin' to happen," stated Brand Williams.
"How's that?" queried Bud Light.
"See them two bosses—the Yuma colt and Boyar—?"
"Uhuh."
"Well, Boyar's been standin' there since daylight, saddled. Nobody rides him but Miss Louise."
"It's mighty early, but I don't see nothin' strange about the rest of it."
"Wait a minute, Bud. Did you see Collie this mornin'? Was he all fixed up with his hair jest so, and his bandanna jest so, and his new sombrero and his silver spurs, and them new chaps, lookin' mighty important? He saddles Yuma and ties her over there. While he was eatin', the Boyar hoss trails his bridle over to where Yuma is tied. There they stand visitin' like two old soldiers on crutches instead of two mighty quick-actin' cayuses. Now that Yuma hoss has kicked the fancy linin' out of every cayuse that dast come nigh her. They 're all scared of her. She's makin' an exception this mornin'. She's plumb friendly with Boyar. That signifies! Hosses can see farther in the dark than folks."
"Signifies what?"