Weather or anything else that might make it possible to get off her horse! Glenn rode beside her, inquiring solicitously as to her pleasure.

"Ride of my life!" she lied heroically.

And it helped some to see that she both fooled and pleased him.
Beyond the canyon the cedared desert heaved higher and changed its aspect.

The trees grew larger, bushier, greener, and closer together, with patches of bleached grass between, and russet-lichened rocks everywhere.

Small cactus plants bristled sparsely in open places; and here and there bright red flowers--Indian paintbrush, Flo called them--added a touch of color to the gray.