"There is no need. If you would stay with us—"
"I am just as grateful, but it is best not."
"It may be," he admitted. "Is there anything I can do?"
"If you would take Finn? He's too lively for Faith, but he's a good horse. I hate to sell him to a stranger."
"I will buy him."
"You will not buy him. Are you too proud to do me that kindness?"
"No. I will take him and give him a good home all his life."
"Thank you."
"For taking the gift of a good horse?"
"You know better. Finn and I were friends. He—he may miss me a little." For the first time her voice was not quite steady. "To feel that way about a horse!" she said scornfully. "Well, it's something to be missed—even by a horse."