It's nicer courting in this room where you can see the garden and the grand hills.

You're going to give Louise the little gray mare you lassooed last year, aren't you?
I always think of Louise when I look at that gray mare.

You had to break the pony's heart before she could be what she is--the nicest little thing that ever was broken by a man's hand; and Louise, she had to have her heart broken too.

Your father and I were almost of an age--he was two years older, and we had our youth together.

And you and Louise are so wonderfully young, too.