54/59 But it is never too late for some things.... I've come to wish you and Flo all the happiness in the world--and to say we must be friends." The way he looked at her made her tremble. He strode up beside the mustang, and he was so tall that his shoulder came abreast of her. He placed a big warm hand on hers, as it rested, ungloved, on the pommel of the saddle. |