"I hope you will always keep him and be good to him." Judkins mumbled thanks that he could not speak fluently, and his eyes flashed.
Lassiter strapped Jane's saddle-bags upon Black Star, and led the racers out into the court.
"Judkins, you ride with Jane out into the sage.

If you see any riders comin' shout quick twice.

An', Jane, don't look back! I'll catch up soon.

We'll get to the break into the Pass before midnight, an' then wait until mornin' to go down." Black Star bent his graceful neck and bowed his noble head, and his broad shoulders yielded as he knelt for Jane to mount.
She rode out of the court beside Judkins, through the grove, across the wide lane into the sage, and she realized that she was leaving Withersteen House forever, and she did not look back.

A strange, dreamy, calm peace pervaded her soul.