My Lord! You wouldn't get stuff like that in ten years.

I wish Gay could handle herself like that in the saddle, but there ain't a leading woman in the business to-day that could put that over the way she's doing it.

By George! Say, Gil, you get on your horse and ride after her, and find out where she lives.

We can't work any more now, anyway; she's gone off with the cattle.

And, say! You don't want to let her get a sight of you, or she might take a shot at you.