"You're all right here"-- he stopped to pick up more feathers--"and it wouldn't be safe for yuh to try it.

One hoss is mean about mounting; yuh couldn't get within a rod of him.

The other one is a holy terror to pitch when anything strange gets near him.

I wouldn't let yuh try it." Charming Billy was sorry--that showed in his voice--but he was also firm.
Miss Bridger thoughtfully wiped a tin spoon.

Billy gave her a furtive look and dropped his head at the way the brightness had gone out of her face.