It appeared long before he burst out of the woods, riding hard and leading her horse.

In that time she recovered fully, and when he reached her, to put a sudden halt upon the fiery Ranger, she caught the bridle he threw and swiftly mounted her horse.

The feel of the saddle seemed different.

Dale's piercing gray glance thrilled her strangely.
"You're white.

Are you hurt ?" he said.
"No.