An', changin' the subject, Miss Lenore, beggin' your pardon--you ain't ridin' in the car much these days." "No, Jake, I'm not," she replied, and looked at the cowboy.

She would have trusted Jake as she would her brother Jim.

And now he looked earnest.
"Wal, I'm sure glad.

I heerd Nash call an' ask you to go with him.

I seen his eyes when he said it....