Vesta was firm in her intention of giving up the ranch and leaving the Bad Lands as soon as she could sell the cattle.
She started a scene in the edge of the Bad Lands down the river.
Suddenly, without a moment's hesitation he turned into a side coulee, gained the bench, and headed straight for the Bad Lands.
He was a thousand miles away from the Bad Lands in his fast-running dreams.
Doubtless we were new to his generation; for in the evening dusk we had drifted well into the Bad Lands.
As for himself, his great plans were at an end on the Bad Lands range.
An' when the pilgrim rides into the Bad Lands with the money—well, it'll be my turn, then.
He ought to be in jail along with other denizens of the Bad Lands.
As they came into the Bad Lands, he stood on the rear platform of his car, gazing wistfully over the forbidding-looking landscape.
But always it was the same—silence—the hot dead silence of the Bad Lands.