Pard backed knowingly and braced himself like the trained rope-horse he was, and Jean looked at Robert Grant Burns and laughed.
"I didn't bust him," she disclaimed whimsically.

"He done busted himself!" She touched Pard with her heel and rode up so that the rope slackened, and she could throw off the loop.

"Did you see how Pard set himself ?" she questioned eagerly.

"I could have gotten off and gone clear away, and Pard would have kept that horse from getting on his feet.

Now you see the difference, don't you?
Pard never would have gone down like that." "Oh, you'll do," chuckled Robert Grant Burns, "I'll pay you a little more and use you and your horse together.