Chapter 2
THE HOLDUPAFTER breakfast the following morning the men were saddling-up
listlessly for the day's work. There was no foreman now and they
were hanging about waiting for the boss. Bull sat on the top rail
of the corral, idle. He was out of a job. His fellows paid little
or no attention to him, but whether from motives of consideration
for his feelings, or because they were not interested in him or his
troubles a casual observer could not have deduced from their
manner.
Unquestionably he had friends among them, but he was a taciturn
man and, like all such, did not make friends quickly.
Undemonstrative himself, he aroused no show of demonstration in
others. His straight black hair, and rather high cheek bones,
coupled with a tanned skin, gave him something the appearanc
