Into the herd he wormed his way on Blaze, dodging here and there, but with his eyes ever on the calf he hoped to cut out so it could be branded. Nort leaned forward in his saddle, and then his cousin and brother, eagerly watch ing from outside the herd, saw the boy rancher's hand Shoot up.

Through the air the rope went, turning, twist ing, writhing and uncoiling like a snake. In an instant it had flipped around the hind legs of a calf.

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