"I guess maybe you're lost.

What made you run away from me when you saw me coming ?" Lorraine continued to stare at him.
"I'm going to the ranch, and if you'd like a ride, I'll lend you my horse.

He'll be gentle if I lead him.

It's a right smart walk from here." Lone smiled, meaning to reassure her.
"Are you the man I saw shoot that man and then fasten him to the stirrup of the saddle so the horse dragged him down the road?
If you are, I--I----" "No--oh, no, I'm not the man," Lone said gently.

"I just now came from home.