Plenty of fresh meat, good grazing, and fine water." After a moment he added: "He was hit pretty hard.

He was bleedin' bad at the summit." In the firelight Langdon began cleaning his rifle.
"You think he may clear out--leave the country ?" Bruce emitted a grunt of disgust.
"Clear out?
_Run away_?
Mebbe he would if he was a black.

But he's a grizzly, and the boss of this country.

He may fight shy of this valley for a while, but you can bet he ain't goin' to emigrate.

The harder you hit a grizzly the madder he gets, an' if you keep on hittin' 'im he keeps on gettin' madder, until he drops dead.