"You shore can ride the ridges, with that hawse.

I guess yo' all can bring in more hawses than what any two of us kin." "That's exactly what I mean to do," Mary V assured him promptly.

"You'll see me riding the ridges almost exclusively." Tex looked at her and grinned, which did not enhance his good looks, because his teeth were badly stained with tobacco.
"Yo' all don't want to ride away over in them breaks toward the southeast corner," he advised.

"That's a long, hard ride to make.

It's too much for a girl to tackle--combin' the hawses outa them little brushy draws.