"But they're a good yoke--a good yoke.

They can haul with anything in this region." "It doesn't make them so terribly tired, does it ?" she said hopefully.
"They are such strong animals." "No-o-o," he said.

"I dunno.

I never thought much about it." With their heads close together they became so absorbed in their conversation that they seemed to forget the painter.

He sat on a log and watched them.
Ultimately the girl said, "Won't you give us a ride ?" "Sure," said the old man.