You see, I couldn't see anything else to it but to marry a man if I loved him." "But suppose he didn't love you ?" "Oh, I don't know," she smiled, half with facetiousness and half with certainty and pride.

"I think I could make him love me." "I guess you sure could," Billy proclaimed enthusiastically.
"The trouble is," she went on, "the men that loved me I never cared for that way .-- Oh, look!" A cottontail rabbit had scuttled across the road, and a tiny dust cloud lingered like smoke, marking the way of his flight.

At the next turn a dozen quail exploded into the air from under the noses of the horses.
Billy and Saxon exclaimed in mutual delight.
"Gee," he muttered, "I almost wisht I'd ben born a farmer.

Folks wasn't made to live in cities." "Not our kind, at least," she agreed.

Followed a pause and a long sigh.
"It's all so beautiful.