Despite her thrills upon mounting, she had entertained misgivings.

But she was agreeably surprised, for the horse, Ranger, had an easy gait, and she found she had not forgotten how to ride.

Bo, having been used to riding on a farm near home, might be expected to acquit herself admirably.

It occurred to Helen what a plight they would have been in but for the thick, comfortable riding outfits.
Dark as the night was, Helen could dimly make out the road underneath.
It was rocky, and apparently little used.

When Dale turned off the road into the low brush or sage of what seemed a level plain, the traveling was harder, rougher, and yet no slower.