She has a heavy enough score against me as it is, and I'll not employ another brute to make things worse." He learned more fully what he had discovered before, that she would have her hands full in managing the horse, and he gave him a run that covered him with foam and tested his breathing.

At four he galloped back to the station to see if the saddle had arrived, but found that even his skill and strength were not sufficient to make the animal approach the engine.

Shouting to the baggage-man to bring the expected articles to the stable, he was soon there and made another experiment.
A hostler brought him a blanket, which he strapped around his waist, and mounted again in a lady's style.

It was at once evident that the horse had never been ridden by a woman.

He reared, kicked, and plunged around frightfully, and Graydon had to clutch the mane often to keep his seat.