“What’s the matter with Perry?”
“Nothin’, only the barons aire down on him.”
“Why are they down on him?”
“Kain’t savvy, but they’re makin’ life hard fer Perry, an’ no mistake. They’re tryin’ ter freeze him out o’ the grazin’ lands on the Brazos.”
“This Perry is straight goods?”
“Straight as a string.”
“And the cattle barons have got it in for him, and are trying to kick him out of these parts?”
“That’s the way the land lays.”
“Then I’m his friend right from the drop of the hat!”
“Me, too!” chimed in old Nomad. “Them watch-slingers hev showed their calibre a-plenty, so fur’s I’m consarned. I’m fer Perry.”