ThatpraisewonSlone，andheengagedinconversationwiththeman，whosaidhisnamewasVorhees。ItdevelopedsoonthatVorheesownedalittlehouse，acorral，andapatchofgroundonalikelysiteupunderthebluff，andhewasanxioustosellcheapbecausehehadafineopportunityatDurango，wherehispeoplelived。WhatinterestedSlonemostwastheman\'sremarkthathehadacorralwhichcouldnotbebrokeninto。Thepriceheaskedwasridiculouslylowifthepropertywasworthanything。AnideaflashedacrossSlone\'smind。HewentuptoVorhees\'splaceandwasmuchpleasedwitheverything，especiallythecorral，whichhadbeenbuiltbyamanwhofearedhorse-thievesasmuchasBostil。Theviewfromthedoorofthelittlecabinwasmagnificentbeyondcompare。SlonerememberedLucy\'slastwords。Theyranglikebellsinhisears。
\"Don\'tgo——don\'t!\"TheywereenoughtochainhimtoBostil\'sForduntilthecrackofdoom。Hedarednotdreamofwhattheymeant。Heonlylistenedtotheirmusicastheypealedoverandoverinhisears。
\"Vorhees，areyouserious？\"heasked。\"Themoneyyouaskislittleenough。\"
\"It\'senoughan\'tospare，\"repliedtheman。\"An\'I\'dtakeitasafavorofyou。\"
\"Well，I\'llgoyou，\"saidSlone，andhelaughedalittleirrationally。\"Onlyyouneedn\'ttellrightawaythatIboughtyouout。\"