Nevertheless, he stopped in front of her, and called:-- "Hold up thar!" The horse recoiled, nearly unseating her.

Collinson caught the reins.
She lifted her whip mechanically, yet remained holding it in the air, trembling, until she slipped, half struggling, half helplessly, from the saddle to the ground.

Here she would have again fallen, but Collinson caught her sharply by the waist.

At his touch she started and uttered a frightened "No!" At her voice Collinson started.
"Sadie!" he gasped.
"Seth!" she half whispered.
They stood looking at each other.

But Collinson was already himself again.