“So you think he received the money?” Darrell asked.
“No doubt of it,” all the others answered.
“There he goes now,” said Hughes, and all could see the Don riding towards home, accompanied by his two sons. Behind them the vaqueros were driving a lot of cattle towards the “corral” at the back of the house.
Seeing the cattle, Darrell said: “By the way, these cattle now belong to Clarence. He bought every head on this rancho belonging to the Don, and will drive them to the Colorado River as soon as the weather cools off. So I hope that if any stray cows or calves come up to your places you will corral them and send me word. I ask this of all of you, as a favor to me, not to Clarence.”
“Certainly! certainly!” said Hughes, Miller and Gasbang.
“Will it be too much trouble to do that?” Darrell asked Mathews, who had remained silent.
He was compelled to reply: “Of course not—not for you.”
“Well, you see, I ask only what the law gives.”
“I know that.”
“And Clarence knows that if his cattle go to your fields you must corral them and give him notice. And now I want to go and speak with the Don.”