He had the expression of a man who hardly believed what he saw.
"Did you have any trouble gettin' away, without tellin'-- about me ?" he asked.
"No.

But I sure had a job with those packs," she replied.
"You must be a wonder with a horse." As far as vanity was concerned Lucy had only one weakness--and he had touched upon it.
"Well, Dad and Holley and Farlane argue much about me.

Still, I guess they all agree I can ride." "Holley an' Farlane are riders ?" he questioned.
"Yes, Dad's right-hand men." "Your dad hires many riders, I supposed ?" "Sure I never heard of him turning any rider down, at least not without a try." "I wonder if he would give me a job ?" Lucy glanced up quickly.

The idea surprised her--pleased her.

"In a minute," she replied.