The look
of him suggested discontent, anger, revolt, viciousness. When he
was not grazing or prancing, he held his long, lean head level,
pointing his nose and showing his teeth. Belding's favorite was
almost all the world to him, and he swore Diablo could stand more
heat and thirst and cactus than any other horse he owned, and
could run down and kill any horse in the Southwest. The fact that
Ladd did not agree with Belding on these salient points was a great
disappointment, and also a perpetual source for argument. Ladd and
Lash both hated Diablo; and Dick Gale, after one or two narrow
escapes from being brained, had inclined to the cowboys' side of
the question.
El Gran Toro Blanco upheld his name. He was a huge, massive,
thick-flanked stallion, a kingly mate for his full-bodied, glossy
consort, Blanca Reina. The other mare, Blanca Mujer, was dazzling
white, without a spot, perfectly pointed, racy, graceful, elegant,
yet carrying weight and brawn and range that suggested her relation
to her forebears.
The cowboys admitted some of Belding's claims for Diablo, but they
gave loyal and unshakable allegiance to Blanco Sol. As for Dick, he
had to fight himself to keep out of arguments, for he sometimes
imagined he was unreasonable about the horse. Though he could not
understand himself, he knew he loved Sol as a man loved a friend,
a brother. Free of heavy saddle and the clumsy leg shields, Blanco
Sol was somehow all-satisfying to the eyes of the rangers.
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