Thurston colored guiltily, but Hank Graves lifted his hat and called her Mona, and asked her if she wasn't scared stiff, and if she were home to stay.

Then he beckoned to the tawny-haired fellow with his finger, and winked at Mona--a proceeding which shocked Thurston considerably.
"Mona--here, hold on a minute, can't yuh?
Mona, this is a friend uh mine; Bud Thurston's his name.

He's come out to study us up and round up a hunch uh real Western atmosphere.

He's a story-writer.

I used to whack bulls all over the country with his father.