He smiled as he turned from her to fix the fire, wondering at the courage that had driven her to ride to the cabin in the storm.

His smile broadened when he remembered she had said she sympathized with the "cows"-- that motive, while not a high one, was as good as another since the pursuing of it had meant good for him in the end.
"Do _you_ like this country ?" she asked, as he turned.
"It isn't a half bad place.

If it wasn't for some persons--and northers----" She laughed.

"There are bad people everywhere.

As for the 'norther'-- I enjoyed it very much until--until it got so bad that I just couldn't see where I was going.