I can saddle better than Saunders." Pete tied the package, wiped his hands, and went heavily out.

He returned immediately, said that Saunders must be up at the stable, and turned his attention to weighing out five pounds of white beans.
Miss Georgie helped herself to a large bag of mixed candy, and put the money in the drawer, laid her key upon the desk for safe-keeping, repinned her white sailor hat so that the hot wind which blew should not take it off her head, and went cheerfully away to the stable.
She did not saddle the horse at once.

She first searched the pile of sweet-smelling clover in the far end, made sure that no man was there, assured herself in the same manner of the fact that she was absolutely alone in the stable so far as humans were concerned, and continued her search; not for Saunders now, but for sagebrush.

She went outside, and looked carefully at her immediate surroundings.
"There's hardly a root of it anywhere around close," she said to herself.

"Nor around the store, either--nor any place where one would be apt to go ordinarily." She stood there meditatively for a few minutes, remembered that two hours do not last long, and saddled hurriedly.