they were smarter than other people; they just knew more. They borrowed money and built railroads, or they drilled holes and found silver or gold, or oil, and suddenly they were rich. When they had money they could travel and learn more; learn how to make more money and how to spend it. And by this erect barriers between themselves and the rest of the world.
He brooded. The rain penetrated his clothing and dripped off the wide brim of his hat. Cars passed him, but no one stopped and picked him up. They were all on their way somewhere. It was like Chicago.
But a mile or so from the ranch he suddenly stopped. Buffalo! Surely those were buffalo! He leaned on the fence and gazed across at them. They were in a field of young alfalfa, and they looked fat and contented. Once they had ranged the plains, following the grass; the bulls had fought in the spring, and the cows had been the prize of the victor. Now they were fed and cared for, inside the wire.
Wasn't that life all over? If you were footloose you were poor, but if you were rich you were always behind wire.
He thought of Kay. The wire was around her, and she couldn't get out. And when he had tried to get through it to her it had thrown and torn him. Well, he was through with that. He was free. He trudged along.
Later on he found the chief cowboy in an office. He was bedraggled and weary, and Arizona, who was the chief, was busy. But when he told him his name he looked up.
"McNair? You the fellow Ray Masterson was speaking about?"
"Depends on what Ray said!"
"He said you were a rider."
"Well," Tom drawled, "I reckon to sit on as long as most, and then some."
Arizona grinned.
"We'll try you out and see," he said. "You'll have some competition."
"That's my middle name," Tom told him.
The Ninety Nine Ranch was the home of the Ninety Nine Traveling Rodeo and Wild West Show. During the season,
