You say you were weak?
Have you been ill ?" "No, miss, just starved....

I starved on Wildfire's trail." Lucy ran to her saddle and got the biscuits out of the pockets of her coat, and she ran back to the rider.
"Here.

I never thought.

Oh, you've had a hard time of it! I understand.
That wonderful flame of a horse! I'd have stayed, too.

My father was a rider once.Bostil.Did you ever hear of him ?" "Bostil.