And she accomplished it, though many times her hands dropped idle and her eyes peered out of her window at the drab slides of the old mountain.
Later, when she went out to ride, she saw the cowboy Lem working in the blacksmith shop.
"Wal, Miss Collie, air you-all still hangin' round this hyar ranch ?" he asked, with welcoming smile.
"Lem, I'm almost ashamed now to face my good friends, I've neglected them so long," she replied.
"Aw, now, what're friends fer but to go to ?...

You're lookin' pale, I reckon.

More like thet thar flower I see so much on the hills." "Lem, I want to ride Pronto.

Do you think he's all right, now ?" "I reckon some movin' round will do Pronto good.

He's eatin' his haid off." The cowboy went with her to the pasture gate and whistled Pronto up.