"I should think it was," he answered, with a grin; "but I am open for an offer."
"How! do you wish to sell?" I asked, apparently in surprise.
"If I can get my price, yes."
"How long have you occupied your tract?" I inquired.
"For four years, and during that time my flocks have increased threefold, and now I count my sheep by thousands and cattle by hundreds."
"And your range is located on the banks of the Loddon?" I asked. "How much land have you taken up?"
"Five thousand acres of as good pasturage as can be found in the country, well watered, and free of bogs and quicksands."
"Why do you desire to sell, if the raising of cattle is so productive?" I demanded.
"None of your business. If you wish to buy, say so, and I'm open for a trade. Come and see me some day, and I'll talk with you on the matter; at the present time I'm in a hurry."
"I think that I know a man who will take the station off your hands without delay. Wait a moment and I'll bring him to you."