"The open range can be a beautiful place, and out here east of the Snakefoot River it's like that a lot. The sun gets so hot it can bend a man's arm, and the dust is thicker than baked tar on mud. It's a heck of a place to be driving twoscore hot-blooded ponies, but when a man has a job he does it. Because he's a man."

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