There's a hoss! Why, Lin, we're all but gone to the dogs chasin' Wildfire.

An' now I'm done, an' I'm glad of it." There was another short silence, which presently Bill opened his lips to break.
"Lin, it makes me sick to quit.

I ain't denyin' thet for a long time I've had hopes of ketchin' Wildfire.

He's the grandest hoss I ever laid eyes on.

I reckon no man, onless he was an Arab, ever seen as good a one.