are Mr. Transley."

"You are not mistaken," Transley replied.

"And I am perhaps further correct," continued Grant, "in surmising that
you are here on behalf of the Y.D., and propose cutting hay in this
valley?"

"Your grasp of the situation does you credit." Transley's manner was
that of a man prepared to meet trouble somewhat more than half way.

"And I may further surmise," continued Grant, quite unruffled, "that
Y.D. neglected to give you one or two points of information bearing upon
the ownership of this land, which would doubtless have been of interest
to you?"

"Suppose you dismount," said Transley. "I like to look a man in the face
when I talk business to him."

"That's fair," returned Grant, swinging lightly from his horse. "I have
a preference that way myself." He advanced to within arm's length of
Transley and for a few moments the two men stood measuring each other.
It was steel boring steel; there was not a flicker of an eyelid.

"We may as well get to business, Grant," said Transley at length. "I
also can do some surmising. I surmise that you were sent here by Landson
to forbid me to cut hay in this valley. On what authority he acts I
neither know nor care. I take my orders from Y.D. Y.D. said cut the hay.
I am going to cut it."