"What are you doing up here?
You might get run over." "Hello, Wils!" she replied, slowly.

"Oh, I guess I can keep out of the way." "Some bad steers in that bunch.

If any of them run over here Pronto will leave you to walk home.

That mustang hates cattle.

And he's only half broke, you know." "I forgot you were driving to-day," she replied, and looked away from him.