They didn't send for me very soon.

But when I did get to see her, an' felt the way she grabbed me--as if she was drownin'-- then I knew what ailed her.

It was love." "Love!" gasped Moore, breathlessly.
"Sure.

Jest love for a dog-gone lucky cowboy named Wils Moore!...

Her heart was breakin', an' she'd have died but for me! Don't imagine, Wils, that people can't die of broken hearts.