She could ride anything that walked and she didn't know what fear meant.
"These two kids seen her.

One of 'em was William Drew; one of 'em was John Bard." He turned to Anthony and saw that the latter was stern of face.

He had surely scored his point.
"Same name as yours, eh ?" he asked, to explain his turning.
"It's a common enough name," murmured Bard.
"Well, them two had come out to be partners, and there they was, fallin' in love with the same girl.

So when they got free they put their heads together--bein' uncommon wise kids--and figured it out this way.

Neither of 'em had a chance workin' alone to get Joan way from her father's gang, but workin' together they might have a ghost of a show.