I try to be." He moved to the horses' heads.

"Come and hold this animal for me while I hobble the other!" he said.
She obeyed him readily.

There was something of boyish alertness in her movements that sent a flicker of approval into the man's eyes.
She drew the horse's head to her breast with a crooning sound.
"He is a bit tricky with strangers," observed Burke, as he led the other away.
"Oh, not with me!" said Sylvia, "He knows I love him." When he returned to relieve her of her charge she was kissing the forehead between the full soft eyes that looked at her with perfect confidence.
"See!" she said.

"We are friends already." "I shall call you The Enchantress," said Burke.

"Will you see if you can find a suitable spot for a picnic now ?" "Yes, but I can't conjure up a meal," said Sylvia.
"I can," he said.