I love horses, don't you?
But I know you do by the way you handle them.
Do you do your own horse-breaking?
That's a job you might give me." "Am I going to find you employment, then ?" said Burke.
She laughed a little, bending her flushed face down.

"Don't women do any work out here ?" "Yes.

They work jolly hard, some of 'em." "Are you married ?" said Sylvia.
"No." She heaved a sigh.
"Sorry ?" he enquired.
She finished her task and looked up.

Her frank eyes met his across the horses' backs.

"No.