An' Lord knows, that girl down there is handsome as ever looked through a bridle, and kind as she is handsome.

I've seen her now, reg'lar, in my trips down there for quite a while, an' I promise you, she's a thoroughbred, an' high strung, but as even gaited as ever stepped.

Yes, sir!" "She is all that, I think, Sam," said Franklin soberly.
"Then it's a go, Cap ?" "Well, I'll tell you, Sam," said Franklin kindly, "maybe we'd better let it run along a little while as it is.

You know, girls have odd notions of their own.

Perhaps a girl would rather have a man speak for himself about that sort of thing.