She don't know nuthin', does she ?" "Maybe not now; but she'll come around all right, and she signed her name.

So there ain't no hitch.

She seemed to get worse after that.
Come on, we can't stand talking here; let's get them off, Jack, there isn't any time to waste.

I suppose we'll have to strap her into the saddle." I held back, and permitted them to work, merely leading my own horse slightly to one side, and keeping in his shadow.

I doubt if Kirby even glanced toward me, although if he did he saw only an ill-defined figure, with no glimpse of my face.