"Cut dead!" said Eves with a grin.  "A good thing too; I loathe the fellow.  Poor old Trenchard will be wretched all the rest of the day.  I wonder why he always looks so hang-dog when Noakes is about?  He couldn’t look worse if Noakes was his landlord and he couldn’t pay the rent.  And upon my word, Noakes has cheek enough for two. I saw him prodding the cattle the other day as if he owned ’em, or would like to. What do you think about it?"