"I don't want you to be hurt." He dropped the megaphone as she swung her horse back from the edge and disappeared.

"I'd cut the whole scene out if I didn't know what a rider she is," he added to the others, more uneasy than he cared to own.

"But it would hurt her a heap more if I wouldn't let her ride where Jean rode.

She's proud; awfully proud and sensitive." "I'm glad you're letting her do it," Jean said sympathetically.

"She'd hate me if you hadn't.