Here he dropped back to Columbine's side and put his hand upon the pommel of her saddle.

It was not long until her own hand softly fell upon his and clasped it.

Wade thrilled under the warm touch.
How well he knew her heart! When she ceased to love any one to whom she had given her love then she would have ceased to breathe.
"Lass, this isn't the first mornin' I've waited for you," he said, presently.

"An' when I had to go back to Wils without you--well, it was hard." "Then he wants to see me--so badly ?" she asked.
"Reckon you've not thought much about him or me lately," said Wade.
"No.

I've tried to put you out of my mind.