"Might fail to develop into very much of a society belle, but likely to prove valuable out here." She was rather a slender slip of a thing, a trifle too tall for her years, perhaps, yet with no lack of development apparent in the slim, rounded figure.

Her coarse home-made dress of dark calico fitted her sadly, while her rumpled hair, from which the broad-brimmed hat had fallen, possessed a reddish copper tinge where it was touched by the sun.

Mr.Hampton's survey did not increase his desire for more intimate acquaintanceship, yet he recognized anew her undoubted claim upon him.
"Suppose I might just as well drop out that way as any other," he reflected, thoughtfully.

"It's all in the game." Lying flat upon his stomach, both arms extended, he slowly forced himself beyond his bowlder into the open.

There was no great distance to be traversed, and a considerable portion of the way was somewhat protected by low bushes.