Bud shook his head.
"It's hard telling," he answered.
Meanwhile there appeared to be "nothing doing" among the sheep herders. They had gathered their flocks together and were making a rough camp, as if they intended to stay for some time.
Then, about an hour later, Billee arrived with a couple of his cowboys, bringing food for Bud and his comrades—food that was greatly appreciated, for it was a long time since supper the night before.
The boy ranchers ate and waited. Still there was no action on the part of the Greasers. They appeared content to wait for something to "turn up," as Mr. Micawber would say.
"What are we going to do when they start to cross?" asked Nort.
"That's so—we'd better make a plan," added Dick.
"Shall we fire at the men, their horses or the sheep?" Bud wanted to know.
"Fire at everything and everybody!" decided Snake vindictively. "We've got to break up the first rush."
"And yet it seems too bad to kill innocent animals," went on Bud. "Do you know, I have an idea!" he cried.