Rather, he sighted her in the trail, saw her duck in amongst the rocks and scattered brush of a small ravine, and spurred after her.

It was precarious footing for his horse when he left the road, but John Doe was accustomed to that.

He jumped boulders, shied around buckthorn, crashed through sagebrush and so brought the girl to bay against a wet bank, where she stood shivering.
The terror in her face and her wide eyes would have made her famous in the movies.

It made Lone afraid she was crazy.
Lone swung off and went up to her guardedly, not knowing just what an insane woman might do when cornered.

"There, now, I'm not going to hurt yuh at all," he soothed.