He looked at him speculatively.
"Do you think we ought to get out and hunt for her ?" he asked.
"I certainly think some one ought to.

We can't let her wander around the country in that condition.

If she is not here, she is somewhere in the hills, and she should be found." "She sure ain't here," Jim asserted convincingly.

"I been watching for the last two hours, expecting every minute she'd show up.

I'd a been kinda oneasy, myself, but Snake's dead gentle, and she's a purty fair rider fer a girl." "Then we'll have to find her.