"I'm not accustomed to working under two directors!" She registered another sob which the camera never got.
This brought Jean over to where she could lay her hand contritely upon the girl's shoulder.

"I'm awfully sorry," she drawled with perfect sincerity.

"I didn't mean to rattle you; but you know you never in the world could throw the stirrup over free, the way you had hold of the saddle.

I thought--" Burns turned heavily around and looked at Jean, as though he had something in his mind to say to her; but, whatever that something may have been, he did not say it.

Jean looked at him questioningly and walked back to the pile of posts.
"I won't butt in any more," she called out to Muriel.